Hour 4 A Benefit of “Real”lity T.V.

Reality T.V. is often seen staged. Underpaid actors and actresses pretending to be”real.” Once in awhile a talented individual surfaces like a lost treasure. Erik-Michael Estrada, Lukas Rossi, Carrie Underwood, Chris Daughtry to name a few. A musician with the voice of an angel, a…

A Hundred Years Gone By

A hundred years from now Will my grandchildren be shaking their heads At the state of the world? Will they be proud of what we fought for, Or will they see it destroyed? Will we return to our roots, And throw out the AI? Or…

Hour 3 (2022)

I cut my sandwich diagonally today. It reminded me of when I was younger. When I thought the direction of the slices mattered. (Off prompt/free write)

Damn, Man

Oh roadrunner never able to stay in one place traveling seeing the tiredness on your face. you cooked. You wrote. And were always hungry for more. no reservations. The layover. All the parts unknown. Roadrunner, you taught me to go where the tourists don’t. not…

Free Peoples

  Mood music is not illegal. But why not? Can free peoples be trusted to feel, as they are want to feel, under the influence of lyric free music? Can whole sentences be formed with sounds other than words? This sounds dangerous. Dissonant. These are…

Third Hour: I wonder…

I am strapped to my wheelchair My legs lie still, will never kiss Earth again… But they cannot weigh my heart down For that muscled fella has eyes That dream big of conquering mountains and fears alike, Of scaling heights and sailing through seas of…

Let Me Dance

Sunlight dances across her tiny cheeks Unhindered by grownup life, She runs and jumps high, There is no strife.   Blowing dandelion kisses to the sky, Laughter and giggles fill the air. Not a hint of how or where Life will take her.   Not…

Contrary Dance

City of stars steps out in a counterpoint dance, given the night’s mellow tones yet another chance. Doubly debonair, what a pair we will make, again, shining with the stars until daybreak.   Contrary moods beset us each blessed night, going from sprightly to methodical…