I caught the trees asleep at dawn / Final brown fruits… no wind has blown / A late harvest: the hard snap came / Ice built its home. Diadem boughs / Met a new sun, leaves fell like rain…
Idle Musings from a Floored Mind…
Several million words per year hit my screen. Far, far fewer will ever hit yours, to include those words I throw at this log of events and other unconventionally-published meanderings of a strange organ locked in a bone cage.
October 17, 2018
Abigail Bell drove the grumbling, rattling Power Wagon five residential blocks, dodged a trio of yellow bollard pipes that prevented additional forward movement by vehicles wider than a bicycle…
October 17, 2018
I remember when my mother made a hill of soft, loose dirt for me to lie upon, a place where I could grow more slowly than a grove of oaks; a place where I was safe from the eyes of gods and men.
September 28, 2018
Thinking / I will bolt, / I am shown the rope / To judge / Whether I find / The braid / To my liking. / Hide and hair, / Sinew and / Fiber: / Lariats created / For barter and raiding / And war and the / Quelling of beeves…
November 25, 2017
Conover, Nebraska, 1986… As summer break winds-down, Lee and Rocky Keller inherit a joy-buzzer from Grandpa Steve’s service in the Pacific. A war trophy, the buzzer acts the part—the horror!
November 14, 2017
Lee Keller’s life is hell—a hormonal brother, troubled parents, oblivious grandparents, a girl-friend, football practice, the first day of middle school… oh yes, and the Boy of Smoke, harbinger of the Faceless One.
October 20, 2017
Oh… yes, of course / Take my turn, honey / Take my place in line / It’s fine / Take my copper money / Sip my box of lemon-lime / Make me last / Make me last.
September 25, 2017
The best / Marketers are all / Poets / Who know each word / Is a bullet / Point / To be used / Sparingly to make / Clear / Arguments; / To win / Tired hearts.
August 14, 2017
He survived Chickamauga, the war, and went West, swearing to never kill any man again—now, twenty-six years later, he’ll have to break his oath, or else he’ll die at a sun-baked southwestern railstop.
June 29, 2017
Herman Melville based the original Great White—sorry, Jaws—the whale in Moby Dick, on a real incident and sinking. What of his family? Did the whale, too, want only revenge?