Grounded by the carpet of sparkling immensity above me, I feel small. Lost in an ocean of humanity, I am swept away. Praying for a touch of a hand to ground me, to hold me, I wait. Still, my heart is alone and drowning and wishing. Feeling for God, for the very reason to be … Continue reading In Loving Earth
Author: ramblingsfromanunpavedmind
I embrace an eclectic life, tastes, and friends. I love to listen to people - to induce talking about their past. Sometimes, their voices end up in my writing. For grammar perfectionists, allow me to apologize in advance, as I write for the casual reader, not the professional readers. 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.
Never Alone
I woke with a worry, I did not know who I was, but I saw you and felt the earth, I knew where I was, so glad you saw me, just a bit of cheese to cause the dream and upset, just a bit of fear that caused my startle, But I knew you were … Continue reading Never Alone
Arc Of Life
It was his last autumn. The one he never dreamed would come. He stood at the top of a rise with a dirt-colored road that seemed to wind through the most beautiful colors he had ever seen, with early morning sun slowly changing the details. A wonderful barrage of reds, yellows, oranges, hung in front … Continue reading Arc Of Life
Private Morgan or How to Shoot the Bird
Master Sergeant Fields stood just a bit too close to Private Morgan, breathing the same air as he, boring into his eyes, daring him to move one inch or have one more heartbeat then he deserved. "So, please, Private, tell me just one time why you should not be put in the brig? You did … Continue reading Private Morgan or How to Shoot the Bird
Respect Earned
Timmy, as you leave your boyhood behind, let me tell you about the world and where I would like you to be. I know, I am old. You know it. But, along this path of life and misery, I have learned a few things I need to share with you. Now, you have all the … Continue reading Respect Earned
Giver or Taker?
Do your friends seek you because they need something heavy to carry? Do your friends come to you when they need to talk? Do you have those friends that never seem to worry about you, but they know you have their backs? Who are your friends? Who listens to you? Who calls you and worries … Continue reading Giver or Taker?
Naked Pain
My friend, my voice, my heart, can I hear me? All, I have,,, me. You? No guile. No lies. No distrust in me. Love? Trust you? My heart in your hands, my life in the open? Naked pain? Love on a razor, sliced in balance, survive your love, my heart.
Acceptance
Acceptance, what a newborn seeks from his mother, while suckling, What anyone of us seeks from our friends. What we seek from religion and music and art. What a person without a home seeks to look someone in the eyes and that person looks back, What any animal looks for in other animals. Acceptance. To … Continue reading Acceptance
Left of Venus
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.
Someone with Me
A northern howl blustered through the pine trees over the Snake River causing white topping in the already aggravated flow. Colby was seated, just like me, on an escarpment, looking down on the violence, hearing the waters trying to punish the rocks, while the wind tore at our hair and whipped our clothes back and … Continue reading Someone with Me
