[+]Aaroneous Monk[+]

A clown’s* former house in a cul de sac.   A pear tree in the front yard giving fruit. A sweetgum tree dropping spiky balls. A black and...

  Holy Trinity Cathedral was the oldest Orthodox church in the United States prior to the acquisition of Alaska in 1867, founded in 1857.   ...

  For me writing is a way to reach out to the world  and reveal my inner thoughts but outer heart, the words sent out like the beeps of Sput...

I step out of my garage tonight into the cool evening to let Nala do her before-bedtime-business in the yard. There is a soft breeze and a ...

  It’s a screenshot of one of the very first posts I uploaded to my new blog 20 years ago.  I had been using the pseudonym “Aaroneous Monk” ...

  I haven’t written anything other than poems for several months now.  My previous routine has ceased to exist due to my changing work sched...

  The things that make up his desk may very well make up his life.   They are artifacts of a man named Aaron who once was a boy. I see Spide...

My zinnias are having a laugh riot of growth in my front flower bed.  The sun is up and none too soon for the party to begin.  There is a hi...

  In the empty halls of memory   I chase my childhood around blind corners into dead ends. I think I hear laughter but it is too hard-edge...

  I am a giant of colossal sadness lumbering along the sand with my head in the clouds. I hear a child’s laughter lost in the wind. Sunbathe...