Rain bundled like hay, hit like bricks that obliterated homes to sea; now she lives home-wrecked with her bony children and colorless neighbors on a tropical dune where they search for old haunts in sand, on waves and in the sky. I tell you this in memory of dancing bears and the drunk in theContinue reading For Whom Everything Is In Question [poetry]
Waxing Nostalgic, Rush [music]
If we could go back in time and if I could invite you into my home in 1974, I’d want you to listen to my brother Russ’s favorite music for a moment. It was heavy, hard, crashing, wild, and untamed at times. Raw. Energetic. Heavy metal. Thundering. Outside, it was summer. I had just graduatedContinue reading Waxing Nostalgic, Rush [music]
Waxing Nostalgic, Paul McCartney [music]
My last post was about music I grew up listening to. I featured 10 albums that I call “The soundtrack of my life.” Actually, those albums are mostly the soundtrack of my early teen life. Each one has a reason for being on the list that I kept at 10 albums due to time restraints,Continue reading Waxing Nostalgic, Paul McCartney [music]
Waxing Nostalgic [music]
Music is a big deal where I work at and I hear a lot of it on their radio that I don’t like. No matter how well I try to appreciate music after the 1980s, “I like that old-time rock ‘n’ roll” best. Of course, my definition of old-time rock ‘n’ roll differs from someContinue reading Waxing Nostalgic [music]
Me [poetry]
Inhabited between wild things, wonderful things, Who Am I? No longer a main priority, no longer stapled to a better forever determining worth and future. I am the problems I’m not letting go of. I am the energy and struggle to do better in this Magical universe, reincarnate like eggs in a nest. My wonderfulContinue reading Me [poetry]
My Blog’s New Look
I gave my blog a new look again. It was looking cluttered. And since I’m at a standstill with my writing and art projects, I figured I’d have a go at blog design and pray for something appealing. This came after I gave up the idea of pulling the plug on my blog altogether. LifeContinue reading My Blog’s New Look
Writing Time
I could write more books—and blog about them—if I had more time to write. My 9-to-5 job—the one that pays the bills—runs within a timeframe of 8:30am to 10pm, five of the seven days of the week. My hours worked during a week fall between 30 and 38 hours. A typical schedule looks like this:Continue reading Writing Time
Mundane Job Blues
I’m writing this before I leave for work. I have a 1-10pm shift today. Next month I celebrate 16 years at the store I work at. Celebrate is the wrong word. I don’t celebrate anything about my job. Well, maybe the paycheck. But that isn’t much to party over. To say my job is depressingContinue reading Mundane Job Blues
Corry Writer’s Block
I joined the Writer’s Block writing group in Corry, PA in 2002, three years after Corry author and newspaper columnist Beverley Bittner founded the group. A quick shout-out to those of you who remember us. Above is the group’s official logo. For historical reasons, I decided to post some the group’s old news columns andContinue reading Corry Writer’s Block
On Writing Poems
A poet is a dreamer meditating on the reality of forging words into a fantasy of making love to the entire world.
A Past Kept In Shoeboxes [photography]
I used to keep my snapshot photographs stored in albums. When I married and had children, my wife and I did the same for many years. Then, somewhere along the passage of time, we stopped storing our photos in albums and tossed them into empty shoeboxes instead. Now we have 30+ years of unlabeled shoeboxesContinue reading A Past Kept In Shoeboxes [photography]
Holiday Down Time
See You Next Year!
