Just a touch left of Venus, whilst my fingers trace the moon, and my breath shows as vapor, while I sits all alone, I remember your smile that wrapped me, in a warmth all its own, but now I look left of Venus, while I sits all alone.
Author: ramblingsfromanunpavedmind
I embrace an eclectic life, tastes, and friends. I love to listen to people - to induce speaking of their past. Sometimes, their voices end in my writing. For grammar perfectionists, allow me to apologize in advance, as I write for the casual reader, not the professional. My passions include my family, music, working in electronics, mechanics, stone, and concrete. Better to know a little bit about everything than everything about one thing. Quote from Pascal.
Just 30 seconds God
I hope God gives me 30 seconds before my last breath to remember.I want to taste again that first chocolate Sunday with dribbles on my chin, my taste buds blowing bubbles at me.I want to hear anew that first AM radio blues tune with Ray Charles dragging on one note, forever, "I want to know".I … Continue reading Just 30 seconds God
Musings of a lonely Heart
I saw your eyes from your face across the room as they rested on mine. Yours, so brown and bold and cold, mine not used to being seen. I drop my stare to my mostly empty glass, while we both heard the dying strains of the soft duo strumming. Do others know of my blood … Continue reading Musings of a lonely Heart
Forward
I saw myself, I heard my voice, but then I listened to you. Do you know the way? Right now?'Cause, I can sit right here, in the sun, and love and hear. Give me your silence, and I will fill the vacuum with me. I will lead me forwards because your fear is like constipation.I … Continue reading Forward
Poor Me
The song is old, tired, and without notes or harmony.Poor me, The refrain repeats and repeats.Poor me,The beauty of the world is awe-inspiring The love in the world is like a waterfall,So, why do we listen to the disembodied looking for a reason for a "free ride"?Poor me.I am too lazy to try, too stupid … Continue reading Poor Me
The Quiet Child
The quiet child looks around him and sees he is lacking. Why is he different, so alone from all children laughing?The other children's Eyes flush with nurture and things and food? Teachers look towards their charges, sees a line, and knows the quiet child is in darkness.He lowers his sight from hers before she knows … Continue reading The Quiet Child
Frosty Vanessa
Schnick! The steel pick danced on the rocks again, and a few sparks leapt from the white granite to die quickly in the cold autumn air. Torrence could see Ice crystals left on the pointed destructive instrument, as the northern wind came whistling through the Aspen trees further up the slope. "Got to get deeper. … Continue reading Frosty Vanessa
Honeysuckle Vines and Sheila
Summer heat had dried out the yellow dirt making it drift and move on any breeze, preferably into my nostrils, it would appear. Flies buzzed in the cotton plants and the sizzle of my head fed my ears.The heat wafted and changed what I could clearly see into distorted waves that made me stare long … Continue reading Honeysuckle Vines and Sheila
A Touch of Evil, a new book of horror and the paranormal
I have a new book available. Lucky #7. A casual book is written for the casual reader. "A Touch of Evil." Hunted by a centuries-old body-jumping entity seeking his special abilities, Alan fears he’s found himself in a life-and-death battle. But with little understanding of how to control his own mind and no inkling of … Continue reading A Touch of Evil, a new book of horror and the paranormal
Listen to the Summer
Looking forward to summer. LISTEN! The nightly summer breeze runs over and under, tousling tree leaves with a delightful sound. Nearby, moth wings are battling a screen door, striving for the low kitchen light just out of reach. A neighbor’s dog is whining and scratching at the door, again. In the distance, car tires hum … Continue reading Listen to the Summer
