I know I know Her

(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

In Back, Here

(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

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

So Sorry, Dad

(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

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

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

A Last Mission

(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

The Siren Call of Memories Past

(My sowing reaped what I wrought.) The Siren Call of Memories Past If not for looking back past, more memories might be grand; angst and retracing worn steps, now, daily, go hand-in-hand. Regretting so many regrets, not at all my initial plan; I want liberty to look back, instead … this reminiscence ban. It’s not … Continue reading The Siren Call of Memories Past

The Inkman

(Where does he hide and reside, before he reappears?) The Inkman Daillllly Newssss … Daily News he decrees, offering news, hope, as he chants, voice resonant; wry smile, twinkle eye, greeting those in kind, proud, avowed, endowed, and rather eminent. No spring chicken he, but tall, lean, spare, forever young may be safe how to … Continue reading The Inkman