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…
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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 Twelve
To Do List Get out of bed brush that head drink some coffee throw out the doubts and why mes prepare for the day don’t forget that you slay Eat something more than once best if you eat dinner, breakfast and lunch keep away any…
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…
The Kindness of Strangers
Hour Fourteen (The Other Side of the Coin) They pay it forward and press upon the smalls of backs urging one to continue- they hush the noise of conflict and like lampposts, guide the way with experience latched to their backs and wisdom tucked into…
Eggshells
Hour Thirteen (One Side of a Coin) 11:11 Cracking the shell of identity tiptoe down the minefield of popular opinion – to where even the waters of emotion are infiltrated by metallurgic constructs intended to eviscerate the existence of personal desire and choice. Mindful and…
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…
Hour 13 “Dunes…”
Hour 13 9/2/2023 “Dunes…” I’ve wandered far – both life and world coasts and deserts both salt and clear, and life itself – God’s touch was near. And found the “dunes” of life that entrap the living with the sands that bind within…
Hour 12 “Curbside…”
Hour 12 9/2/2023 “Curbside…” We used to have 8 inch high – curbs really! Great for sitting and sharing that KNOWING pause of wisdom – just behind our eyes… Then they repaved and repaved, and repaved ’til the roads are higher than…
Wait
Hour Twelve Pause and reflect for cause and effect. They ask me to wait as I watch the hands of a clock hold time more than I have been- no rush, just wait biding my time in the midst of rhyme They tell me, “Wait.”…