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
Month: September 2018
Recycling Souls or The Skinny On Death
Did you ever wonder how man progresses from one generation to another? You know? Evolves? Maybe you want to know what happens after you die? Now, listen! I don't have much time before they catch me and shut me down! Here is the skinny on what is going on behind the scenes that you folks … Continue reading Recycling Souls or The Skinny On Death
The End with a Whimper
How do you think the world will end? (Slow jazz tune, one, two, three) "It's quarter to three, There's no-one in the place, 'Cept Joe and me." (One, two, three) "So set 'em up, Joe, I've got a little story I think you should know" The end of the world did not come from Russia … Continue reading The End with a Whimper
Truth
"In seeking truth you have to get both sides of the story." Walter Cronkite. Our society seems to be lost in finding the truth! To go farther, it would appear that some of our society is twisting the truth for their end game. For some, how they feel is more important than the facts. Feelings … Continue reading Truth
My Cadillac Journey
What a Journey for a 50-year survivor of rust, accidents, broken parts, and even politics. I am still on the road today, and I think I look pretty decent for my age. Any respectful girl would. I began my traveling life on December 15, 1966, when my last Cadillac Factory check was finished, in … Continue reading My Cadillac Journey
My Martian
I think all the best character studies start with crooked politicians, twisted sex, or a fallen UFO. Don't you? Right! But, I met this one dude on an airplane that caused my world to spin. It was pre-9-11 so you might understand some of the gaps. I mean this guy really caused me to reset … Continue reading My Martian
My Moment
I know, most of the time I am frustrated and scared, You too? But, there was that one moment, maybe two, when I thought I was ok, maybe pretty damned good. You too? Life not in a flash, life not in a splash, life always a struggle, life not meant to be recorded all … Continue reading My Moment
That Musical Voice
I hungered tonight for your voice. Thought I heard it. Maybe not. Just the wind whirling through the trees after all. Stopped me though, glass to lips. Eyes frozen forward, head slightly tilted. That sound of a song, so strong in your heart, that even your anger sometimes sounded like a chorus of angels. Small … Continue reading That Musical Voice
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
My Creek
The cotton bolls cling to my denim thighs as I push through the old furrows of the earth. Plowed dirt finds cracks in my shoes and fills the spaces in between. I smell layers of dirt, honeysuckle vine, cotton plants, and heat. The insects sing to me in frustration as their wings flap on air … Continue reading My Creek
