A Man—No More Than A Dream

I knocked on my father’s door at the end of the hall last night. I knew that it was his apartment because of the items outside of his door. He didn’t answer at first, but he finally did. As he appeared, his mostly naked body stumbled backward as he let me in. His nose clearly had been broken, his words were slurred, and his eyes … Continue reading A Man—No More Than A Dream

Breathe

I sometimes wonder what lies beyond our space and time. A full day of working in the yard–one of my favorite pastimes–drained the life from me. Saturdays are usually a day for unwinding from the labors of the week, but yesterday was a time for landscaping our newly fenced-in backyard. I laid a new concrete patio with new walks to the revamped fire pit area … Continue reading Breathe

In Unison

In my world, a calm approach is sometimes the wrong approach. I was thankful Wednesday for the humbling sting of events prior to my car breaking down. It sometimes seems like when it rains it pours, as the saying goes. Several setbacks were a subtle setup for Wednesday morning’s much needed walk in the fresh air. Before heading into work, I took a stroll around … Continue reading In Unison

Revisiting

An old writing of mine, revisited.   Collected Fragments Of My Time– August, 2018 The memories of my grandfather and his work shed. There was an addition off to the side of a one car garage that was made into his work area. The small space was a place where he frequently spent his time. As a young boy, I would venture out to watch … Continue reading Revisiting

Inside

We hide away. Fear resides as we lock our doors. Views, only through the pane. So crisp from decreasing smog. No longer a selfish contribution, we’ve become. Stay away! Your neighbor is a threat! He’s polluted unlike the crisp and pristine, now, out there. Out where we used to indulge in our selfishness. When will we return? The outdoor needs our contribution! It needs our … Continue reading Inside

Contagion

The truly deadly pandemic is the constant mention of the fact. People falling prey to the media’s poise and tact. Worry and fear sell the story of instability and prose. Tune in for consternation. Your life, now decomposed.   Talk about a plague!? It’s right here, everyday. In the headlines, in the blogs, in the words that many say. Have a cup of trepidation. Drink … Continue reading Contagion

“Table Or Booth?”

It may be a kind of confusing story, but I spend time with my deceased father at a local Denny’s restaurant. To start, I don’t have a delusional, schizophrenic malady. He’s not sitting in the booth with me or whispering his voice to me. Not crazy stuff. But, I do have a lot of memories about him while here. Funny thing is, we never spent … Continue reading “Table Or Booth?”

Silent Answer

Aren’t we all unique? One person hides, another speaks. One has a day of total tranquility, while the other lacks in that particular ability. One is consumed with a raging desire to win. The other expects to lose before they begin. The woman goes out to find another thrill, and the man stays in because he’d rather chill. A simple suggestion from a friend causes … Continue reading Silent Answer

In Tune With You

I listen to a lot of music, especially on the weekends. I can honestly say that I’ve been through just about every genre the world has to offer, with the exception of the one’s that I cannot tolerate. Music has always been a part of me. I recall my house always being filled with an ambiance of a beat of some sort. My mother and … Continue reading In Tune With You

Remember Me

When I saw you in the face of the man from the mountains, with his joy that you had provided, I was amazed by the simplicity of his view and why he was delighted. I was enjoying a breakfast and writing the words — a reflection of the surrounding days when he stopped and said, “I’m good, great and faaaaantastic!!” A simple man, elated by … Continue reading Remember Me

In Layers Of Our Time

The fall of the leaves The lighting of sun’s fire The walk within the forest that I do so desire They bring back many memories of what was for so long in time that will never return with family and friend now gone We had our winsome moments around this time of change in years that will never return and this year it feels so … Continue reading In Layers Of Our Time

Stay Inside

The chilling wind carrying rains of darkness, beating upon the world. It brings the memories of mornings, without; a time when life was much like the calamity outside — no light for sight. No cover for the damp. No insulate for the chilling condition. What if the day brings promising light with the same calamities? Like those days of old.   “Ambient radiance?” No. Just … Continue reading Stay Inside

Through The Thorn

I find myself walking away, pretty often these days, from the madness others create in my personal malaise. Sometimes, the ways of others pulls me down to a familiar land. A place where I once walked in ways I can no longer stand. They call me to come along with them; to embark in ways of old. They say, “for old times’ sake,” but misery … Continue reading Through The Thorn

Humbled By Sight

These hands: They are scarred and stained. They carry a number of memories. They’ve held a number of chains, and keys. They defend. They comfort. These feet: They have walked many miles. They have kicked the habits, the enemies to the curb, and they will walk until they cannot anymore. They are holding. This heart: Stressed, yet staunch. Bleeding. Loving through the hatred. Able, and … Continue reading Humbled By Sight

Setting

The autumn evening sun reminds me of then; The days of the past — I remember when. My life was much different and the moments were bleak. The consequence was not a lesson and inner-voice did not speak. Sequestered spaces in shade with those of my kind. We’d wait for the darkness to alter the mind. Praising and passing our pleasure around. Burying our sorrow … Continue reading Setting

The Short Distance

Time is not on our side. The clock is ticking–counting down. Life began in a flash, and it ends the same way. We breathe in life, and exhale our demise.   The heart and brain. The skeletal structure. All of the fibers and… the blood.   The imagery gathered by the eyes that examine. The mind that translates. Tasting, touching and feeling; sensing what our … Continue reading The Short Distance