This time he wrote the song about the break-up of his first marriage. The funny thing is, that was the … More
Tag: #WriterWednesday
Pursuit
The only way to get in there, she believed without question, was throughperforming good deeds, the living by and through … More
Gift
Now he saw their relationship in the way stakeholder analysis works,wished he’d thought more about this deal when they first … More
Value
The work wasn’t easy, more like hard play. She wasa busy barista, true, and all of the manic franticnessof rush … More
My Ambitious Poem
When I woke up this morning, I wanted to write my first 1000 line poem.Ambitious, perhaps, but it’s been my … More
New Old Dog (I’m still struggling)
For one, you were a sleight-of-hand magician,and I still haven’t figured out all of the tricks youpulled, a tribute to … More
A Little Advice
Trying to recall, I started counting when you said it,how many times you’d told me that before.“You should never do … More
Job Description
(Please Note: My postings are always rough drafts. By the time you see them, I’ve sometimes made changes/corrections, maybe even … More
Everything Is Connected
I sit listening to the ocean lap as the sun rises from the east,follow its crawl up the sky from … More
And this, too, is Paradise
Here in paradise they’ll paytake me to Hawai‘i neiHome of Diamond Headpearly shells from the oceanTourists negotiate the poornight and … More
It’s Wednesday, it’s raining, and the dog needs to go out.
Billie – I’ll call her Billie – sings her soft blues now,not a bark or a howl, but a throaty, … More
Murder, He Dreamed
Ever feel like you should be on trial for something?With what we get away with over our life’s course,do you … More
Taste of the Place
We eat well on this tour, a different restaurant for most meals.The breakfasts included at each of our hotels provide … More
Not So Sweet
We five have known each other more than 30 years.Post-pandemic, we meet for coffee, jokingthat we’ve become the senior citizens … More
That Other World
Darkness never bothered me, even as a kid.It’s what might be hiding there that’s worrying. My mother always told me … More
Hold On
We sit on swings, the canvass kind that conform to your butt,holding you snug, gripping you maybe a little too … More
She Will
She asks me if I’ve taken out the trash yet,and because I haven’t, I don’t answer her. I continue watching … More
Reflections
Amazing how so much dust and grimecoat the surface of a wall mirror.Lying on the floor, I could easily see,but … More
A Little Death
For cutting and weeding there’s nothing I like morethan my small sickle, its 3-inch serrated bladeeasy to maneuver speedily with … More
I Am, I Said
People can be such drive-by critics, those looking for value.But maybe I prefer that, not being seen, comparedto rubbernecking quick-stoppers … More