A Poem, Some Pics #3

Saturday morning, December 1st, I was, as I too often am of late, struck melancholy by the realization that the year is almost gone.  Rather than cry myself into a puddle of useless, quivering jelly, I jotted down a haiku to honor the occasion. Time Flies How fast does time fly? If I'm the fleeing … Continue reading A Poem, Some Pics #3

Damned Cold

I don't know if this qualifies as an occasional poem or not.  Certainly it refers to a very specific moment in United States history, but it's rather opaque and somewhat vague so may present some barriers to understanding for future generations of readers or those outside of the early 21st-century American political & cultural milieu.  … Continue reading Damned Cold

Strikethrough: A Dirge for Acquaintances No Longer Plagued by Addiction

I rarely have cause to feel sad, if you want to know the truth, but I’m down today, way down in the blue deeps with thoughts as bleak as the tempestuous sky. Ponderous clouds in endless shades of gray track as slowly across the sky as passersby shuffle along the rain-slick street, shoulders slumped and … Continue reading Strikethrough: A Dirge for Acquaintances No Longer Plagued by Addiction