Extolling, and embodying, the virtues of creativity, and creative writing, to save the world. (Or, at least, myself.)
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”
"Enlightened Witness." A Prayer for EasterEstherPrayerPshawPshawYour prayers.P-Shaw.I’ll give you a prayer.Pshaw.I am your neighbor.I am your friend.I don’t need your prayers.Don’t pray to me.Don’t pray for me.I’m a public,Don’t you see.We don’t need your prayers.Prayers.Pshaw.Pshaw.Pshaw.Now, friends, they’re a different thing.Esther.Friend.Geri.Geraldine.Friend.Easter.Pshaw.Esther,Friend.We’ll rise again,In love with you, my friend.Esther.Geri.Geraldine.Amen.
The ArtistThe brush strokes are genius.An act of genius.An act.Not an act.But an Act.Action.Discernment.Pride.An act of discerning pride in another.Not the other.ButAnOther.Your soul mate.Your soul.But she’s blindso she doesn’t know.She’s been blindedby that pride.Their pride.Not the Pridethat she has,the Pride of a Lion.But the pride of vengeance for the Pride she shownAt the first breath…She … Continue reading “Ash…”
https://youtu.be/hqOOUJFv1n0?feature=shared "You?" WHO! Merry Christmas!
https://psychcentral.com/disorders/narcissistic-personality-disorder/narcissistic-sociopath They took it. The soulless ones. They robbed me. They called it love. But love doesn’t rob. At least I don’t think so. I wouldn’t know, quite honestly. It was gold, what they took. A golden nugget. A part of me that had gold inside. It was precious. What they took. It was vicious. … Continue reading “The Wounding”
