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"this is the world as best as I can remember it"

Friday, May 27, 2016

On the Shore of the Sea

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Standing on the shore of the sea while seagulls feed from my fingers, watching the waves lapping, lazy-like. The smells on the bree...
Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Conceal & Carry

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Conceal & carry a humble spirit over your heart keeping the safety off and a round chambered so that jostling causes it to go off ...
Sunday, May 15, 2016

A Little 80's Magic

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Last night I met up with an old friend I hadn't seen since my High School days.  She brought along two of her three sons and we g...
Friday, May 13, 2016

Vonnegut's House

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Not too long ago a story popped up on my Facebook newsfeed which noted that Kurt Vonnegut's boyhood home in Indianapolis was up for sale...
Friday, May 06, 2016

To Heed or Ignore

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I have to steal time to write, to think, to feel. If I am not careful I begin to feel like a disembodied eye floating in the hea...
Wednesday, May 04, 2016

Baseball Fragments

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If nothing else, the beautiful backdrops and big skies  of baseball diamonds have filled my heart with good things. T...
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Tuesday, May 03, 2016

thirst for love

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A wall of wit holds back a sea of sadness (directing, misdirecting) wallowing in mud from the seep of derelictions (giving, w...
Monday, May 02, 2016

The Paschal Matins

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As midnight approaches the entire church goes dark.  All sources of light are extinguished and the people stand in complete b...
Saturday, April 30, 2016

Christos Anesti!

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Tonight I will be attending the Orthodox service of Pascha which is known as "Easter" in the Western church.  It is a service ...
Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Only the Heart

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As time passes and memories fade only the heart  will forever keep what is most precious in this short life. ***
Monday, April 25, 2016

The Carpenter Bees

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Carpenter bees roam  the dandelions and  purple-flowered weeds  of my backyard, startled  from their perch by  the wheels o...
Friday, April 22, 2016

The Rookie

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I'm one of the parents who tends to come to my son's baseball practices and games to help out where I can without having to car...
Friday, April 15, 2016

Bedtime Routine

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Night has fallen and the darkness draws close looking for entrance into our home through crack or crevice. The kids are in bed and I...
Thursday, April 07, 2016

"Peace"

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In February of '91 I was flown down to Ft. Benning, Georgia to start Basic Training at twenty two years of age after talking to a recru...
Thursday, March 31, 2016

bones

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The ego makes its demands and empties the soul of its substance like a carnivorous T-rex whose flesh has long le...
Wednesday, March 16, 2016

St. Hoosierus

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St. Hoosierus, play at the Hall for us winners... Overshadow us with your courtly might, drive the paint and spring into fli...
Thursday, March 10, 2016

An Empty Space

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An empty space, long as a mile, deep as an ocean, that echoes with the sounds of wants that are mistaken for needs, end- lessly mu...
Monday, March 07, 2016

What Do You Want From Me?

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I love how music evokes images and emotions in the mind and can even tell stories without words.  I've been listening to some Pink ...
Friday, March 04, 2016

Like a Drink of Water

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Like a desert oasis for the busy bedouin is a hug in the midst of life's stressors. Like a drink of water for the wilderness explo...
Sunday, February 28, 2016

The Visionary

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He was a visionary, and by that I mean he wore bifocal glasses, but not just any glasses, rimless ones that were suspended be- fore...
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A. Monk
“Aaroneous Monk” brings to mind the image of a bumbling but well-meaning hermit who continually trips himself up in his overgrown beard as he attempts to battle evil in the world but, more often than not, forgets about the darkness in his own heart. It also sounds similar to the legendary jazz pianist Thelonious Monk, but with a faux-Greek twist. Thelonious was known for being able to maintain two disparate rhythms going at the same time with his hands seemingly disconnected from each other. That kinda sums up my struggle...
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