Sunrise or Sunset Birth with no written pages or A Canvas filled with a past, Richly composed of countless smiles and dead ends. A life filled with love lost, versus loves unknown Sunrise or Sunset?
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.
Present Day Romance
Present-day romance, "I spent time easing my way to her bed and moved just inside her reach. I sat softly, and without speaking, with the lightest of touches, eased her mask just from her nose. I paused, staring deeply into her eyes, and when they told me, my fingers caressed her mask and moved it … Continue reading Present Day Romance
A Beginning, A Grandmother’s Chaw
Grandmother was chewing her tobacco, one cheek more prominent than the other. She had always had a spit cup in her left hand, almost like it was an appendage. She couldn't look at me. She had a chaw on her heart more challenging than the one in her mouth. "I was there, boy, the morning … Continue reading A Beginning, A Grandmother’s Chaw
Sitting On a Barstool
Tell me a story. One, you can't tell your momma or your priest.It might even be one you do not want to tell the mirror.Right now, I am where I am supposed to be, and so are you.The world is turning round and round, and people are living and dying.But, I am sitting here, looking … Continue reading Sitting On a Barstool
The Strings of Mephistopheles
Come on, Meph, you said you wanted to pull strings.You were so happy with the corruption before when the ones in power did everything you wanted, and the young ones swayed back and forth and smiled and felt so good about their votes, your votes.Why the long pull on that ancient face now?All our friends … Continue reading The Strings of Mephistopheles
Listen to Ya Momma
To all of you, stop listening to the crazy people. Hear your momma's voice in your head. You are only as good as your word. You are known by who you hang out with. And, truly, if Billy jumps off the bridge, will you? Don't believe all that these so-called experts want you to believe. … Continue reading Listen to Ya Momma
Your Fear is Mine
I found your fear. Left in the gutter of your mind discarded by inaction and ignored by the future. I found truth after a long time of silence. I found my God buried between the pages of the noise I hear everyday. I found my courage when I had to protect someone weaker, lost and … Continue reading Your Fear is Mine
Gods Fury
God's fury has passed, as the last sudden light flashes, and the flooding rain begins to slow, while the forceful winds move away to the quiet of the dawn. One leaf flutters down, torn from its anchor, alone, resplendent in its moment, whilst I see, feel, as one with that leaf. The aftermath, what was … Continue reading Gods Fury
The Mortar of Our Lives
Thrice I have "died", twice to "return" Each time with less, like a wall missing mortar and brick The brace still there, though not as true The love in heart still strong, but the future light is less Every love we lose takes a bit of rock out of the run We have the sand … Continue reading The Mortar of Our Lives
Time for a New Season
I never felt the wrong, when I could taste the right did not question any soul, same hue day or night, I never knew the fear, when I heard my friend, Only felt the rhythm of life, never wanting the end Chase me to silence while you drum your sides Follow me in darkness; my … Continue reading Time for a New Season
