Whims |
What of today but passing time?
Thoughts interred.
A resurrection soon at hand.
To portray less than truthfully is to err.
What of today but falling light?
Drops of liquid sun.
A portion of you...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 20:16:00 GMT |
veterans |
Charles Grodin was often fond of asking, "Who's thinking of the children?" And he was wise in asking that question. As Americans it is imperative upon us to offer our children a better wor...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 20:32:00 GMT |
A Truth |
In these days of conspiracy theories, conspiracy theorists, and straight out conspiracies, is it too much to ask for the truth? Not the truth t...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 15:53:00 GMT |
a good fish |
Toads begin to trill as the last of the evening sun falls from the sky. The occasional gray treefrog offers a tentative song to the early spring, waiting for the time to...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 11:55:00 GMT |
Regrouping |
The streets of the Emerald City are again beneath my feet, the Cascades and Olympics imposing in their height and breadth. For six long months, so short a fiber in the e...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 00:02:00 GMT |
moving forward |
Harborside Pizza is officially under construction. The plumbing rough in is finished, black pipes protruding from the earth, a signal that the long awaited time has fina...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 21:52:00 GMT |
Life In This Direction |
The night is cold but the wood burning stove beside me knocks the chill off nicely. So much so that the humming of my box fan provides a constant rhythm. Rhythm. S...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 14:08:00 GMT |
Circumstances |
It has been six years since the ringing of my brother's telephone finally prompted me to rise from off his couch. I had just returned from a job in New York and ha...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 21:38:00 GMT |
Here We Go |
It has been almost three months since I arrived in Cordova and fourteen months since I left my home on the banks of the Coosa River in St. Clair County, Alabama. There h...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 21:32:00 GMT |
harborside happenings |
And so it unfolds. The Alaska days grow shorter, with the darkness that gathers at the edges of the light promising to hold sway over the palid sun when the time is ripe. ...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Aug 2007 02:51:00 GMT |
