Hour 24 “The Moment Of Aware…”

Hour 24 9/3/2023   “The Moment Of Aware…”   Neither the world nor its people are as we WANT to believe.   Life has always had a price …and people – well, are not inherently moral prodigies of self-less virtue or otherwise – always fit…

Hour 23 “Hate And Howl…”

Hour 23 9/3/23   “Hate And Howl…”   Hate and howl …hmmmm – is that or this – about now and then …and/or… how some hate …to howl or how some hate? But how about – hating how some howl …to hate and howl about…

Hour 21 “…By Any Other Name…”

Hour 21 9/3/2023   “…By Any Other Name…”   The petals wither, fall and shiver – as each stem begins to slumber. Come tomorrow will awake and dance with their life anew.   Each garden echoes movement and song as birds preen, and mates abound….

Hour 20 “Renaissance Fair…”

Hour 20 9/3/2023   “Renaissance Fair…”   The Garb …hell yeah, ’tis the Garb and the “steel’ of yesteryear outside, inside heart and whim.   It means a different world earned respect and civility. Rule of Law and responsibility. Making with pride Living in the…

Hour 19 “Borne…”

Hour 19 9/3/2023   “Borne…”   What do you carry? Where, why… and it means?   I carry a life-worn stone… It “said” hi to me …from a box behind the vendor – that box was closed too, and when the vendor asked I told…

Hour 18 “The Price Of Admission…”

Hour 18 9/3/2023   “The Price Of Admission…”   Friends… mean more than a moment’s pause and careless laughter… more than a thought-full glance and the choice of left behind.   And yes, when we GO away life remains and people change and move on…

Hour 17 “Whispers…”

Hour 17 9/2/2023   “Whispers…”   Mid-naught… and my breath HOLDS. Eyes startle, wander, focus… Search, I can see each movement, each passing pause and restart. I can hear each “tick” – feel …each… tick. Sense as the second hand sweeps round and around the…

Hour 16 “What I’ve Done…”

Hour 16 9/2/2023   “What I’ve Done…”   I’ve wondered the whys, questioned the hows, followed the winds, rode the seas and sailed.   Walked my talk, wandered amongst the clouds, cried for the innocent, prayed for the guilty.   I’ve touched the face of…

Hour 15 “Lahania…”

Hour 15 9/2/2023   “Lahaina…”   Where to begin of such ends …such ends.   A confluence of events… and a town is gone. Yet another place that ISN’T …anymore.   Fire on a California scale worst of the century… and the Media is just…

Hour 14 “A Moment’s Hope…”

Hour 14 9/2/2023   “A Moment’s Hope…”   Close your eyes and listen – just listen, you CAN hear a heartbeat …cry, even your own.   Eyes stare from tenement windows, to the dark – beyond AND within, and Electronic rooms beckon – so filled…

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