The cigar burns slowly between my fingers,Smoke billows out like a chimney on a winter night. Rain falls, not in sheets, but softly. Soothing.Lightning lights up the sky in a show for all to see. Striking in force with the power of the heavens behind it. Thunder makes itself known as Angels beat their drumsContinue reading “Competitive Nature”
The smoke from Colorado blew in just before dawnWhen the sun came up it created something different, not a golden hour, more like bronze. The dusty haze of a beautiful rebirth that is a forest fire, everything burns up and comes back healthier and more full. Like life, we feel the flames get close enoughContinue reading “Consuming Beauty”
End of the day cool creeps in, slow at first, you don’t notice. Sitting on the porch watching the sun sink away into nothing, well something, we just can’t see it. Another day down, did I make it count? That’s always the question I ask myself at the end of the day. Sometimes I knowContinue reading “Make it Count”
There’s a picture of you in the nightstand by my bed.It was “the best one” my mom had said. To me, it’s something you see in a bad dream.One you wake up from and can’t help but scream. I sometimes think of the life I’ve lived since you went away.What would you think of someContinue reading “The Picture in My Nightstand”
A violent wind blew in accompanied by rain, rain so fierce it felt as if the heavens were raging on the inhabitants of Earth. The sky was tinted green with strokes of grey and black mixed in. Giving off an ominous picture. The storm it seemed; had rolled in from nowhere. The old man stoodContinue reading “The Old Man – in the house – By The Sea. (a short story)”
Through the trees comes sunshine.It fights to make itself seen. In the cold morning, silence is broken by a train racing violently through town.Waking up the sleepy inhabitants. I step out of my back door.I stare out into nothing, flat lands, as far as the eye can see. Nothing obstructing my view. I lift myContinue reading “Small Town Symphony”
To Fight: A battle or combat, ability, will, to contend in any manner, strive vigorously for or against something. The call to action is great, it comes from the mouths of the multitude. Screams and shouts of encouragement, prayers being lofted high to heaven, looking for a place to land. Some say fighting should beContinue reading “A Battle to fight”
People spend their entire lives Looking for the perfect moment When we’re children we dream of adulthood Looking for the future as if it’s gone somewhere without us One day we wise up, start forgetting the past, living in the now, and resolve to praying for the future In life we encounter conflict We wonderContinue reading “From the Typewriter #5”
This sip of coffee warms me up. It wakes up my insides, dusts offthe cobwebs that have formedovernight. To say that I don’t need coffeewould be like saying the sun doesn’t need the moon,Or me not needing you. It’s ridiculous and untrue.
I want to have an open discussion in the comments about the books that we loved (or didn’t love so much) this year. While we were locked down, what kept you focused in? What book took you to another world? What book took your mind off your present reality?