Monthly Archives: March 2016

Other things I wish I’d done: run around and had some fun; loved the flesh and had more sex; never bowed to old priests hex. Now I’m to old to be so bold, and all the heat is turning cold. … Continue reading →

A cloud across my noon-shine, your leaving darkens my day. But, your returning, though at midnight, as moon and stars shine, you bring, again, the light.

The earth is a global art gallery. Reams of rainbows. Swarms of killer bees. Forests of flowers. Aging old men at health clubs, forestalling the inevitable. A twirling red, white and orange beach ball bouncing around a Bon Jovi concert. … Continue reading →

I mistook a warm late-Autumn Sunday for a summers afternoon, it started out so mild. So, I took the half hour drive up Stone Ledge Road to see my youngest sons house. But not so see him. He and that … Continue reading →

There are three types of folk infesting yard sales. Gawkers, talkers and buyers. When I’m having a sale, I prefer buyers, of course. Talkers are alright, adding, sometimes, some erudite content to these essential enterprises and, I suppose, gawkers are … Continue reading →

Crowds “Ahhhhed!!!! Ooooed” as hot air balloons ovaled blue sky with purple, orange, yellow rainbows. Crowds “Oooooed!!! “Ahhhhed!” as sky divers in red triplanes twirled, zipped the ground, floated to the field. A wren perched on a birch, unimpressed.

Heavens hounds bray me back to praise and praying. Though their horrific howls are heard, by some as, “Death! Doom!”, I decipher other meanings. As in the Tarots Tower, the cataclysmic crumbling is camouflage for opportunity and behind the Reapers … Continue reading →

STALKING AMONG TALL STRAIGHT REEDS , THE GREAT BLUE HERON moved.

Wedge wood chicory grows in a confusion of profusion on the side of the road. By early July, edges of back roads, side roads, dusty dirt roads, are rainbows of day lilies, lupine and daisies, creating the yearly pleasure of … Continue reading →

Dad played chess as a true Russian wages war. Absorb. Absorb. Absorb, deplete enemy resources, stretch his supply lines to the point of snapping then, overwhelm his remains with an unstoppable Kursk tank attack, attack, attack. I, on the other … Continue reading →