Thoughts into Words Written It’s been a long while, I’m loath to saySince my thoughts became words writtenNow shackled to this mental dungeonIf not love lost, then I’m less smitten My thoughts turning to words writtenA perfectly perfunctory process thenNow seem stalled, and less likely toldToday, more cerebral blocking again My thoughts into words flowed … Continue reading Thoughts into Words Written
Was time to move they knew.Nothing remained but the thrillof razor-thin margins andexhilarating escape. For now, it’s forced facadeswith ill-fitted neighborsand crooked smiles.Until tomorrow, Friday, whenself-inflicted flight occurs. Childless.No relationships, minusthose adopted and short-lived.Winters too warm;no familial involvement. She. A peerless presence in that house.(Wasn’t it recently long-time empty?)Her hair style perfect.Expensively attired, impeccable,though not … Continue reading Time to Move (On)
(Shouldn’t soulmates be as one?) I know I know Her Who is this woman approaching? Soul-piercing eyes, pretty pout. I know I know her, and her, me. An intrigue I can do without. Deju vu personified permeates, paralysis returns, eyeing those hips. Again, see my arm around her waist, I’m intoxicated already … those lips … Continue reading I know I know Her
(Behind their home, reflecting today.) In Back, Here Standing in back, here. Behind their home. Reflecting today, on then. And, them. First, when, just a house, inside, impotent and sterile. She made it a home, a life hub, full, familial; connecting hearts beating, and souls imperishable. Her warmth, embracing through the years long. With her … Continue reading In Back, Here
He Never Said I Love You I thought he didn’t love me I thought such over the years Not going by his provision But, his emotions, it appears He never said I love you Even feigning for my sake I thought, given life by him Surely, was God’s mistake It took a span of self-pity … Continue reading He Never Said I Love You
(An unceremonious changing of the guard.) So Sorry, Dad His mouth said no words. His face expressionless, but speaking volumes as I drove his car away from him today. An unceremonious changing of the guard. Dad was King of the World. And the road, in this car, no longer his. His driving time and freedom, … Continue reading So Sorry, Dad
Dominatrix Mommies Recently, in my quest to evaluate the societal imbalances between men and women, I’ve been focusing on moms and dads … the parents that are family heads. I suppose it depends, but in most cases it appears that mom, not dad, is the head parent in full control. No surprise there, but control … Continue reading Dominatrix Mommies
Simple Satisfaction The other day I passed a road construction crew, as one of its workers attempted to alter the traffic pattern from three lanes to two. The worker was placing large orange traffic cones onto the road, and probably the simplest function he’d perform all day. He easily placed about seven cones diagonally, starting … Continue reading Simple Satisfaction
Impressionable It was the early 60’s (as in 1960’s) and my formative years had begun their countdown. Looking back, it was my personal Leave it to Beaver-land, a classic TV existence, with mundane, middle class mores, and whitewashed awareness of my burgeoning world. Not due so much from sheltering, but the times. It was a … Continue reading Impressionable
(Grandeur in amending mighty remains.) A Final Mission A majestic oak. Towering. Unbending. Regal-in-place. All encompassing. A life tree of principle and protection, viable in familial space. Today brought down hard; a blinding and ferocious flash. God’s act, in a split-second searing skyward hiss from heaven. Once airy, ethereal, abruptly shattered, now scattered in its … Continue reading A Last Mission
My Damn Musings To Go 