Palette and Easel

I dabbed then


I blotted, then


I mixed, then


Pressed, and

then glazed.


I touched, then


I swabbed, then


I swirled, then


Tapped, then



I connected, then


I swabbed, then

filled in.

I mixed, then


blended and

then smiled.


I finally found you,

my perfect hue.


Humbly yours,


The Hinges of the Universe

In the quantum consideration of timelines, we can only be aware of the one on which we currently exist.   Though there may be a trillion other possible lives that we may have out there in parallel universes, each choice leads both ourselves, and others, down a path that is new, and uniquely different path than […]

Give unto others…….

Valentines Day has recently passed. As we move away from the fourteenth of February, we also move away from a tremendous amount of pressure. Pressure?  But Valentines Day is a time of celebrating love, passion, and intimacy.  What kind of pressure could be involved when true love is at the center of the celebration? Maybe, […]

Eron’s Sculpture

Eron knew that there was something different about her. Not different in a strange, or bizarre way.  But different in the way that one feels upon encountering something previously unexperienced, though nonetheless, deeply stirring. This feeling of different, he could liken to many of his experiences.  This feeling was how he felt when he laid […]

Black Tuesday on a Friday

Am I correct in assuming that we have all heard of the term Black Friday? Every years millions of Americans “celebrate” this day of retail gluttony that follows the day of actual gluttony that is Thanksgiving  by swarming malls, big box retail business, colossal stand-alone department stores, and various purveyors of caffeinated beverages, with the […]

Shine, shine, shine.

The stars know nothing more than to  shine, shine, shine Those on the ground look to the  sky, sky, sky. To gaze upon  the sparkles in the  night, night, night. Wishing that we could  burn so bright, bright, bright. Shinning  like the  stars in our sight, sight, sight. Ignoring how brilliant  we are  inside, inside, […]

The Waste (VII)

Before Allamar brought his scaled, water-dwelling colossus to the village, the succession of chieftainship had been passed generationally, from father to son, for as long as any living member of the village could recall.   The passing of time had been so considerable since the last catch-to-chieftainship, that none of the villagers could specifically remember whose […]