We shall meet at the mount on the day that we wed after all of the clamour has cleared and with all of the good will as wind in our sails we shall fly on their well wishes here We shall sit on our bench…
Category: Miscellaneous
Letters after Alejandra Pizarnik
I ask questions that go forward and backward to help to describe what our five senses fail to give me about the disquiet this place exudes as I write from left to right ignoring the white spaces between words as if seeing the black letters…
Remembering Dad
Looking for a role model, choose a Great Depression Dad for strength and honor. He had a soft heart, forged by hardship and war, and a gentle touch. With a little humor, he gave much well-earned praise, while home by dinner.
Letter from Parker – Hour 6 Prompt
HEY GOAT ROPER When are you going to get your ass up here and go camping??? Mr. Bigtime Hollywood is too fancy to get drunk with rednecks? I found a spot further up that logging road where we tore the bumper off, lets get Jason…
Contrast
Dried roses and baby’s breath sit atop of each other In a vase of transparent glass They seem so comfortable and well suited Glass and dried flowers beautifully matched in a transitional phase A reflection of the full budded roses That filled the vase several…
Harvest Time, Hour Seven
Six years in the desert of southwest Texas gave me a new appreciation for seasonal change, anchoring my soul and body to time and place in a manner missing for those half dozen years. Three years since my return, and my gardens and knowledge are…
Cat, Crate and Garden Gate
Cat, Crate and Garden Gate Charlie watch your back around you there is a cat tracking the backyard. Contained in a crate, released free into the wild, audibly adept. The house cat is free, everyone knows not to tease, Anger a cat, no. Never tease…
Thumb’s Up (Hour 7)
The finger asked me: ‘Of all the fingers you own, why did you choose me to hurt?’ I avoided an answer Because I was void of one Head bent in guilt, I pleaded, It was an accident, no, not my carelessness for I saw the…
#7- Home
The sky is always alive here It seems to have a mind of its own Shining a halo of light down As though the heavens glorify
Snapshot of Joy
Snapshot of Joy iPhone pic number 10 Of course My daughter with her three daughters My heart’s treasures. A perfect snapshot of Joy Everybody clean. Everybody color coordinated. Everybody pink and white. Everybody smiling. Almost laughing…in that moment. Sometimes in the course of daily…