Category: writing

I Feel

as if I’ve arrived in the artic as the sun bids adieu for six months as if a fog creeps over the city enveloping structure and people and won’t leave as if Sol chose to set, find another place, happier, more content, a less…

Study in Blue

that blue sky against white, bare branches of slumbering trees uncommon silence, except squeaking footfall, marking those before, the air, unsullied carrying no scent, fresh as glints, twinkling crystals blind me, memory’s avalanche of youth’s vigor, at play in blanched fields benumbed joy, ice-bound…

Dauntless

so often we seek light where better, grander ideas lay where a bold Sol grants clarity still, too, solicit shadowed corners there, secluded riches await, affixed mine trauma, release truths, cleanse light or shadow, when confronted will whither to your rooted power bringing luminosity…

Wind and Crickets (Short Story)

Ah, there it comes. That aghast look. This time from a gaggle of my younger, hipper, nieces and nephews. A chuckle finds my lips when they say, looking at me like I was crazy I hadn’t thought of it at the time: “Why didn’t…

Yeah, it Hurts, I’ll get Over it, Again

low ebb comes, again my sword, shield against dragging hurt, out of reach comes cyclical thoughts not good enough, not good enough not good enough, not good enough not good enough, not good enough till comes a realization, late, so always late like a…

Lest we forget (War, what is it good for?)

governments quarrel, bicker to war, to war, comes a cry not of you, or I, but of those protected by cannon fodder for pride of country! sacrificing women, men for the safety of our citizens on the other side of the world! as a…

Young Once

faintly in memory I’ve retained this moment of a child yet found