It’s all spread out under a willow tree,

     folding chairs with taped-over handles

and big black pots nestled over rigged gas flames

      with smells wafting and wigglin’ all willow wamped. 

Aunt Spuddy’s stir… Read full post »

UBI –  (United Bloggers International)

Low altitude spy drones flying off the coast of Open Salon report that as of 12:40 today, a Tropical Dustup was forming 130 miles south by southeast of the southernmost Blogland.

This is the first named storm of the Dustup s… Read full post »

You know you wanna do it!

You KNOW you do!!!!

You are just dying to choose a side on Open Salon and jump into whatever monkey frays might occur in the future! You wanna band with one group of bloggers and have all kinds of interesting dialogue with them… Read full post »

Well, I posted this on April 11th of last year, and today I got to thinking about it again. Losing this friend still hurts...but I have survived a year, feeling the hurt over and over, but also a bit less often.

Anyway, here it is again, kind of a rememberance to… Read full post »

Why would ANYONE actually eat liver and onions??

I can find no logic to it. It is not like they said..."yum...smell that!" Or "doesn't that look great???"

It stinks! It festers on my plate. It literally grows in size when I place it in my mouth.

No no no....no liver… Read full post »

I am tired of keeping score.

My job is about keeping score, and has been for 30 plus years. Are sales up? Are they down? Why? Why not more? Either we are winning, or we are losing. It is all about making money. It has been for 30 years.

At church,… Read full post »

Charcoal-filled grins emit from her eyes this night,

darkened and deep they look upon me

stone-like and cool

with touches of play in the lined squints of humor that crease her lids

Sun-blazened iris shine upon me from another direction

brilliant hazelnut… Read full post »

Recollections of my Grandma Matthews….

Grandma Matthews was pretty good about keeping a heavy glass bowl with lid on the kitchen table always stocked with tart Lemon Drops.

The Lemon Drops were crusted with sugar, and sticky enough that you spent a lot more time licking your fingers cl… Read full post »

In the world in which I was brought up, I’ve always had a fascination with the art of story-telling.

I can remember the joy I had in mid-High when I discovered in the school library a book by a writer I had never heard of by the name of… Read full post »

So we got rocked with snow too....no...not the 38" inch variety like the northeast nor  the 14" inch variety of some of the midwestern states north of me.

We got something in the 9" to 11" inch range officially, and 79" inches in my driveway unofficially. 

Every weather person i… Read full post »

courtesy of google images

The winds will howl and deer will push,

across the Pole this day.

Aurora gathers from skies around

to light upon the sleigh. 

The magic of the season crests,

the sparks do fly about,

the steeds do  paw and grind the earth,

and… Read full post »

The space heater kicked on again rumbling and buzzing,

quickly glowing angry red as it battled for a hold in the ice cold room

and gloved fingers edged closer to the fiery red hornet

seeking a warm embrace in the electric cold of being alone 

Radio driven… Read full post »

One house is lit with self-generated power on the corner,

an island of civilization dropped in the center of unfolding void,

as darkness filters past the last wisps of sunlight and pours over us,

and rising angry waters grope up our legs and over our thighs. 

I… Read full post »

I would tell you that Terri is an angel.

MANY would tell you that Terri is an angel. Selfless and loving and giving are just small pieces of who she is.

She would say, (and she'd be right) that she is not perfect. She would share all her faults and… Read full post »

If you walk by her and take the time to try to look into her eyes, you find that she is an expert at avoiding eye contact.

She has the ability to find that one thing around her that she can divert her attention to so that you… Read full post »

pic courtesy of the Festival Facebook page

         He was dressed out in a costume of tartans and scarfs, with a scabbard and what I presumed was a fake sword.  He spoke with what I am sure he thought was the accent of the times, so the/… Read full post »

In the blink of one pink cast back eye

my Tulip tumbles out of warp and brakes slower and slower yet

finding a solar orbit not all too close in to the bright yellow sun

and above the plane of the ecliptic where planets show themselves 

Black abyss… Read full post »

IRON POET CHALLENGE #15 ---

“ALIEN INVASION”

Courtesy of 123RF

Dear Little Kate and my Open Salon family: 

       I have been trying to best you in the art of writing poetry now for 14 very special challenges. (well;…a/… Read full post »

“What does one do when they’re feeling lost?”

I looked down at my phone at this text, and read it again, slowly…carefully.

“What does one do when they’re feeling lost?” 

Short; sweet; open ended when just reading the words;… but I k… Read full post »

The gathered embers glowed red at a distance

     with the pulsing heat of a withered campfire

and lit the face- side of a frozen derelict

     staring into the source not of warmth, but of depth 

His leather face searched deep into the coal… Read full post »

There is a sad and lonely silence about her

her trembling head hanging down upon her long ago sunken chest,

and soft whispers of breathing erratic and aged

as the magazine slips slowly from her grasp to the concrete below. 

Daily she sits upon her porch in a… Read full post »

Sleep comes tired to me this night

anxiously awaiting its time as the mantle clock chimes

from one to two to three in Westminster tolls;

a rhythmic sentinel marking the rounds of night passing 

Non-sleep visions steal under the covers of my eyelids

smoke-hazy figures that fl… Read full post »