This is not a Diatribe as in a forceful or bitter attack on any Stubborn people out there. You do exist, though. Instead, this is a Soliloquoy. A one-sided discussion or opinion. (I don't think I ever understood either a Mule or Donkey as the animal embodiment of Stubbornness. Any horse person will tell you … Continue reading A Soliloquy on Stubborness
Month: March 2018
Hidden Love
“Oh my, Lori!” Gracie stated. “You are old enough for the truth. But, really, do you want to know, eh? How will you look at me, if I tell you the truth? How will you talk to me, after I tell you the truth? What will you tell your children about their grandmother, if I … Continue reading Hidden Love
How Does One Piss off a 2nd Lieutenant?
Scene: Vietnam War era Basic Training. Basic training is necessary to transform normal street kids into soldiers. People who know nothing of war, are snatched off the street (DRAFT), physically and emotionally brutalized to prepare them to do battle with people they have never met. i.e how do you get a perfectly normal kid from IOWA … Continue reading How Does One Piss off a 2nd Lieutenant?
An Inefficient Life
via Daily Prompt: Inefficient Anyone that has resisted death to embrace life has had to deal with inefficiencies. Afterall, who gets it right everytime? No one. All of our lives are filled with the attempts and the failures. It is the struggle to be efficient that lands one the brass ring. It is trying that … Continue reading An Inefficient Life
Grannie’s Biscuits
From a deep sleep, the smell of baking biscuits greased with lard pulls me higher towards awakening. Sound of humming. Who? Where? Oh yeah, grannies house. Darkroom, the flicker of light through the hinges and below the door near the wooden floor. Coal-fired stove, you know? I feel a thrill, throw my heavy covers off, … Continue reading Grannie’s Biscuits
Invisible, Surrounded in a Crowd
via Daily Prompt: Invisible Sometimes, I feel invisible in a crowd. No eyes seek mine, and I see no other eyes. Just me, in the crowd, trying not to get trampled on, to keep my balance from the hordes of sheep pushing past me. Sometimes, I can go the local choke and puke to order … Continue reading Invisible, Surrounded in a Crowd
Harry Hated all, But
There was Harry, the meanest man I knew. I had walked far enough away from my car for it to begin cooling, those little metallic snaps chasing me into the yard. Harry looked at me through his wiry white eyebrows, with a face filled with lines that could have been a sketch of a mountain. … Continue reading Harry Hated all, But
The End with a Whimper
How do you think the world will end? (Slow jazz tune, one, two, three, four) "It's quarter to three, There's no-one in the place, 'Cept Joe and me." (One, two, three, four) "So set 'em up, Joe, I've got a little story I think you should know" The end of the world did not come … Continue reading The End with a Whimper
And, She Sang to Me
I remember not the words, but the tune was simple and taunting, catching my attention when it went up and down and when it prolonged in one loving note. But a song from the heart it was, I know that now. I can almost remember dappled sunlight coming through the window, sometimes in my eyes, … Continue reading And, She Sang to Me
Send Me A Dove
I took to resting my feet in the shallow waters of Stones River late this day. Pulled my boots right off, and plopped those footsies straight in to feel that cold water. I felt something sticky in that left boot; the one missing a heel. I knew it was my blood but was really hoping … Continue reading Send Me A Dove
