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Motivation

The sun’s rays and the road’s grit
push through spirit and out the mind.
Silent, I can finally hear and sing.

The Balinese Garden

I travel to this place each year to unburden my heart from the tedium of life and to welcome the secrets of my friend. Not that they are such secrets, mind you. But they may not yet have met the dry opening beyond breath.

Truth

Early into my Big Words phase I ran into a quote by Winston Churchill: “All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom; justice; honor; duty; mercy; truth; hope. Those were some Big Words. Maybe I was onto something. Winston Churchill was no slouch. But most of those [...]

Two Haiku

Nostalgic Love and Morning

All Spice

All spice all the time. Ordered by the slick magazine-version of my life . A surface of long restless hours in torpid poses on white silk, perfect boredom pouting my lips, airy laughter and animated wineglass-clink? Bones long for earth, floors, mattresses, to hold them up. They lay heavy with morning Should-for-me brain scrubs them [...]

Where’s the Bitch?

She could close every comment, every argument. Last words were her specialty: last words and stage whispers. She could keep a list a mile long. She could drink scotch and laugh with the men. And with the Bitch, I was funny and glib. With her, I had a context, a ‘tude, a style. With the Bitch boa wrapped around my shoulders, nothing could hurt me. My stride was, sexy, witty, and impermeable.

Photo’s from the Portland Premiere

Small Matters

Two muses for my creative spirit–difficult ones–finally meet. The Avalanches of Loneliness in Small Matters and Frazzle.

A Sad Goodbye to Cumpston

Gone! Just like that. A creative man, a father, a mentor a teacher is gone from this world. I don’t understand. The news comes halfway round the world the same day with shock and pain, loss and too much sadness. The world is a poorer place. I know Jeff’s light goes on in the giant [...]

More on Small Matters

The Avalanche of Loneliness in Small Matters was a little obscure; I can tell from your comments. It was fresh from the emotional soup pot just beneath my skin. And there was more in there for me to think about. My cheerful-most-days-nature bubbles right up from my toes. It’s a bouncy caffeinated energy that steps [...]