Muttering Against the Wind
- WPB, Florida, Land of the Free
- May 24
- Born in the early 60's to a conservative Southern family. Woke up to the bigger world around me and started the process of becoming a free-thinker in the mid- 70's. That has been an interesting process that is still going on today.
I grew up listening to The Beatles, The Stones, Zeppelin, Floyd, Tull and the like. Eventually I gravitated towards Dylan and The Band as I grew older (and wiser!). Music really helped me to start thinking outside the Southern Baptist box.
I am proud to be a Liberal Democrat, and I vote!
I have the same regard for religion that Jesus did.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Checking In Again
March 03, 2012 09:39PM
- Tequila and Mist - A Rewrite
August 15, 2011 05:40PM
- the sneaking was the best and
the worst part
July 31, 2011 03:03PM
June 26, 2011 08:56AM
- Quietly, Right Now
June 25, 2011 08:28AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Much truth here, yet...
I still feel genuine affection
February 10, 2013 12:47AM
January 06, 2013 12:19AM
- “Interesting. Did not
know this was made. Will look
March 22, 2012 08:56AM
- “I rogered on this post
for a couple
1. I know
"Hymns to the
March 22, 2012 08:53AM
- “I have a great "good
cop" story to tell. Glad you
March 19, 2012 05:55AM
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I never actually left the building.
My physical health hasn't been the issue. No carpal tunnel or anything worse.
Neither has incarceration been the issue. A spot on metaphor perhaps, (maybe I'll post more on that later),... but it's not the actual reason I've been so scarce around thes… Read full post »
Fronds, featherbrushed on
A calmly dying sunset sky
For you. Read full post »
"Blue" - Joni Mitchell
When I first heard this album, in 1981, ten years after its release (and nineteen years after my own birth), "Blue" floored me. In one listening, Joni, easily and obviously became the warmest and most honest person I had e… Read full post »
Withered strips of roadside turf obscenely wedged between
Eight asphalted lanes of commuting caffeinated crazies
And the cement sidewalks we reserve for the trudging proletariat,
They, these little withered strips,
And the mangy moth-eaten hedges that border
The fungal p… Read full post »
All this Time I thought
I had been shaping my verse.
Turns out it shapes me. Read full post »
All of those things
You said about me,
My regrettably hurtful words and expressions and deeds,
Are all true.
They happened just as you said they did.
How splendid of you to recall them with such clarity.
Yet equally true (context… Read full post »
Recently, I was involved in a Facebook dustup between myself and several other Christians regarding the “doctrinal soundness” of passing out clean needles to IV drug users. The conversation started when a friend (who happens to be a Christian minister) initiall/… Read full post »
To be more me, with
Less effort to be what I ought
Or what might be more impressive.
Tempting, those are. Always.
A waste though, in the end.
Sometimes, I figure that out
Quickly. Sometimes, not.
Disappointing, when I realize I gave in.… Read full post »
Creates torque from accumulated circumstances
And rends each day beyond the scope
Of choice, reason, and hope.
What of the dreams of a clay footed boy?
Treading forward, first with care, then surely,
Nimble and quick,
Searching for meaning beyond the circus trick
A shove from each d… Read full post »
Isn't timing everything?
Like when you clutched me to you. Hard.
Did you know how much I needed that?
When your face buried in my neck
and I felt your hot sigh - then quickly wet and gone.
Were your lips… Read full post »
Your love is indelible,
Ingrained veneration stamped upon my soul.
Your love is feral,
Feline maternal and fierce.
Your love is boundless,
An amaranthine ocean upon my shore.
Your love is manna,
A daily miracle for this… Read full post »
Light You Are
Light you are and Light you have been
No matter the details of our where and when.
All that I recall of our fond youth
Is fonder yet, now that I know the truth.
Years we've missed, and dark… Read full post »
I am not going to add much. Please listen, that would be enough.
Just this morning
While listening to engine whines
And blurring past highway signs,
Sitting atop foam and springs and patterned beige upholstery,
Bouncing mildly as suspensor shocks and radial tires
Handled the road that needed repair,
For a wisp of a moment,
I became… Read full post »