Shhh, Marley, please don't move. God is likely looking for me again, and I want to rest for a bit afore he finds me. Now, shush your crying, be still with me. This box is a good bit below ground. No one can see us. I kind of like it here in the dark with … Continue reading WITH THE QUIET OF THE DEAD
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.
FROSTY VANESSA
Schnick! The pick danced on the rocks again, and a few sparks leaped from the white granite to die quickly in the cold autumn air. Torrance could see Ice crystals left on the pointed tip of the Pick, as the northern wind came whistling through the Aspen trees further up the slope. "Got to get … Continue reading FROSTY VANESSA
THE CUT OF A SMILE
My name is Jake. Someone will find my photo in my shirt pocket after I finally give it up, and maybe think the photo is my family, older aunts, uncles, maybe a grandpa. "Ohhh, look at the kindly lady in the first row, I bet that was his mum! And, the gent standing just behind … Continue reading THE CUT OF A SMILE
Move the Bowling Ball, it is in my Way
Waking, slipping past the softening dreams, feeling the sliding, feeling cheated, realizing you had to slide over the side, take that breath, flat feet on the ground, stand up to your load, meet the day ahead, wishing, to be that little one, met by Mommie, while she cooed and sang and caressed you. Piercing Sunshine. … Continue reading Move the Bowling Ball, it is in my Way
I Know My Truth
So, why am I telling my own story? Because. I am not famous, never will be. I am not somebody. I missed that train, in the rain, while hoping for Spain. You see, I have an educated friend that judges people based on the way they speak, more than the color of their skin. Quote, … Continue reading I Know My Truth
Da Dream
Da Dream Success and money, and all of it. Yeah, I fell short! You? I did have those moments when I felt happy but layered over by worries of bills, and the baby, the water pump on the chevy was broke. Yet, there were those times when I laughed like a loon, free of my … Continue reading Da Dream
I Walk Forward
Today, Not last year Remember me not as I was Love me as I am or not, Or, forget me forever I walk ever forward, You can stay where you are I love and live where I am Walk into the future Not forever wedded to the past Your choice, not mine I live for … Continue reading I Walk Forward
Hold My Hand
You face out on the world, with your smile, and your determination But, inside, you fear what comes next You will raise your voice, and you will get mad But, inside, your fear is stronger and louder. The mirror tells you the truth, But, inside, you do not want to face it. Can someone hold … Continue reading Hold My Hand
Tock of Life
Ramblings from an Unpaved Mind Tick There it goes again, Tock, the sound of my life bleeding away Tick, When I thought I had a future Tock, Followed by my desperation of failure Tick My marriage and children Tock My failure Tick My dreams were only children dreams Tock My bubble is now real, and … Continue reading Tock of Life
I can Take It
To the ones with very thin skins, and a past of this morning. I never killed an Indian nor took his land. I never enslaved a Black. Nor, have I have bashed an LBGT. I have bashed Bullies. Don't be a Bully. None of you can blame your father, his father or his father. Each … Continue reading I can Take It
