You asked me, didn’t you

What was the matter?

Did you think you were asking

The Mad Hatter?

Nice shiny car you’re driving mister

Say you got a home,

A wife and children… Read full post »

 You tell 'em Mission!

You're the pro, aren't you?

Those stupid scams aren't up to your "suffering from Lupus" scam, are they? That was a classic. Got me for almost a grand, didn't you?

You scum-sucking, bottom feeding bitch! You'd better hope I never get my hands on… Read full post »

 Our Rubbish Piles

Yesterday was the day the city truck drives by and empties the huge black plastic bin that holds the rubbish that gets tossed out by this household. I did what I usually… Read full post »

She pressed her forehead against the car window hard as she could, as the houses zipped by endlessly. What did her new home look like?

Beside her, Ms. Williams continued her pep talk as she drove.

‘The family has a daughter your age. Her name is… Read full post »

 Dreams

Mine, yours,

Ours

Dreams of power

Dreams of peace

Dreams of desire

Dream seekers

Call

For the failed dreams

Inside us

All

The scars living

Unhealed

Dreams healing

Shine bright

No more tear soaked

pillows this night

May was warm wind… Read full post »

My face is every where

Yet invisible I am

Walking the streets

Sitting on a park bench

There

There

There

My face is every where

Food banks

Employment lines

Day labor morning grind

Recognize me

For… Read full post »

An elderly woman was reported to have walked into a branch of Bank of America and was seen to be carrying two large brown paper bags.

She approached one of the tellers and asked loudly for the bank manager.

The teller picked up the phone and spoke a… Read full post »

A report from the back blog

My lower back has sure been keeping me from moving very far this week.

While out having an early morning stroll surveying the streets on Monday morning, I stepped off the concrete curb down maybe… Read full post »

Marching for the unemployed

Marching for the prisoners

Marching for the little ones

Marching for the ninety nine

Marching for the ninety nine

Marching for the ninety nine

Sound off

One, Two

Three, four

One,… Read full post »

We are on the move

Marching for human freedom

Peace we seek

No more police state

Peace we seek

No more police state

We are anonymous

We are anonymous

Our face is everywhere

We are anonymous… Read full post »

folded body
plastic chair
sleeping

cramped

ocean breeze

exhaling

fast food

grease

waves crash

lone gulls cry

palm

tree

whispers

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Raging against the Machine:

 Views from the Bottom

I petal my bicycle all around here in the heart of Paradise.

Sugar sands

beaches

sunbathers galore

Palms trees

whispers in the wind

The malls are again bustling with cars. I… Read full post »

For Mission, with Love

From my journal, Thanksgiving day

I sit here staring.. 

It's lonely here on this porch of the empty domestic violence shelter at the edge of this small town.

I said good bye to you yesterday in the parking lot  You were screaming and whining as I… Read full post »

 White fog hung down low hugging the river valley reaching upwards towards the mountaintops.Vast deep china blue sky cradled the new autumn colors peeping from the giant hardwoods. Cool wind licked my bare ankles walking across the church parking lot.Deep breaths of fresh air swelled my lungs as… Read full post »

Sunrise at early thirty

Mallard ducks race away from Mission's barking

Sunbeams and the bridge in B$W

Last of summer's roses

Closeup of the drainage from the dam in B&W

Daylilies

 Sign reads: Sorry, n… Read full post »

 jus’ a-head

thar’s a-curve

I cain’t see thar’

doan’t kno' weir&… Read full post »

I went for a short swim today. Water was cold and higher than in this picture I took last weekend from a similar trip.

I would be willing to fill up this post with photos of these wonderful mountains I love so much, but the last time I tried… Read full post »

It is hard to listen to the world
when you are listening for a butterflies hum
it is hard to listen to the world
when so much is going on

it is hard to listen to the world
when you are listening as best you can
wondering who is near
when so much is going on

listening for… Read full post »

%I… Read full post »

This house was sitting on a hill and empty. I always wonder where the people went.....

'HillyBilly Heaven' looking over the French Broad River...

Downtown Marshall shrouded in fog.

 The church by Ivy Creek.

The home… Read full post »