September 2014

Rosebud

Stories on the radio, the view-master, sledding, catching sculpins. I loved going for a ride in the skiff. My dad would bring along a treat and we would sit in […]

The Last Heartbeat Let the light in one last time No going back now To where the sparrows sing among the boughs Building nests beside ponds along the perimeter flush […]

Two Tramps

I read again “Two tramps in mud time” —a poem by Robert Frost. He wrote it with a setting of spring time. I, for some odd reason, seek it out […]

Some Days Just Suck

Some days just suck. All the bullshit about cease the day, enjoy the moment, grasp at your future. Some days you have trouble just wiping your ass. Well, I do […]