Extolling, and embodying, the virtues of creativity, and creative writing, to save the world. (Or, at least, myself.)
Sketch of photograph taken by the author at historical Laurel Hill Cemetery, Phila., PA The Family Lying stately, side by side.Lying stately, where we died.Lying stately, where we lied.Life awaited usAt our birth.Death took us, we were not the first.Grandpa left us for the graveWhen we were but so youngAnd unafraidOf the shadows that took … Continue reading Happy All Hallows’ Eve…
https://youtu.be/mQ8TXGzgXIo?feature=shared "Othering": You are the rose. You are less. Your thorns hurt ME. "Belonging": I am the Rose. My thorns protect me. Handle with care. Stop and smell me. It's in the air. Breathe. By any other name... "Any" other? Why not? Me. Hold me. Brother. By any... other name. Rose.
You're waiting? For what? For who? You're waiting! And, so, am I. So am I. Why? Because. What else is there? There is seeing in the waiting. There needs to be. * From "Institutional Eyes" (unpublished)
Van Gogh! Jardins! Jardins! Jardins! Sunflowers! SHINE!
The walk through the neighborhood was rounded. That is to say, there were cul-de-sacs, yes, but there was, also, fire light. Amber glow. It was October, or might have been. Or April, amidst the rains, even, but it was, definitely, the northeast. Bidenomics ruled the day. Or would. Always would. Always had. Amtrak Joe. … Continue reading “On Making the Rounds”
In Tolkien’s BreachThrough the shadow, they came but once,Through the shadow, they fought their hunchThat lost in the seam of a forgotten dreamLies a hope that does not gleam of gold, silver, bronze, or of my reproach,But, just, alas, the heavenly broach, a breach…Upon the beach where once doth lain a holy tomorrow, where hope … Continue reading Tree and Leaf
https://youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kI7dQE6QniQg8ELrrSGU8e2dWNNFvM5ZI&feature=shared Tree of Life Start the climb Branch by branch Start the way... Hand-by-hand... The Leaves. Now's OUR Chance.
https://youtu.be/I9OpSqE3-lU?feature=shared On the GLORY of Paratroopers FIGHT FOR IT. NOW.
Actual photo taken by me. One of two places of any "significance" I've ever been, unless, of course, you count them all. Yesterday my soul slipped into the sea, It buoyed there a while and cried for you and me. That soulless surface scarred, it dredged the deepest dream, it swelled the strangest sigh... Yesterday … Continue reading On the Truth and Power of “Free-Association”
The bad in ME is the BAD in YOU, SIMPLY, because, it must be. Otherwise, how could I BE? To BE is to be good... But I can, ONLY, be good if I am good, and, therefore, not bad, BUT I AM BAD, and YOU ARE GOOD, therefore, for ME to be good, YOU need … Continue reading “Good vs. Bad”
Observations from the Brink 