Just saw pelican landing in the water yesterday. It reminded me of a short memory I shared several years ago. It went a little something like this: I remember my first ferry ride across Galveston Bay in Texas. Yes, it was a long time ago. My grandparents were visiting from Oklahoma. And my dad drove them and the rest of the family to see … Read the rest…
Category Archives: poets and poetry
This is something I share on January 7th of each year. Because that’s the day that marks the anniversary of the birth of the woman who birthed me. It’s a short story, and I hope you enjoy it. 1938. It was a cold day in January. In rural Oklahoma. FDR was in the first year of his second term as president of the U.S. … Read the rest…
I can still remember something special about that evening, at my great Aunt Bubba and Uncle Ollie’s house (yes, we actually called them that). And that’s in spite of the fact that I was only about four years old, almost 7 decades ago. My mom had just given my younger brother and me a bath. And she was about to take me out to … Read the rest…
Through the course of my life, as a poet, I’ve written lots of pieces with no rhyme or reason to them. Well, I guess I can’t say no rhyme. Because I like the poetry to rhyme. But it’s a figure of speech meaning I just wrote them to have fun writing them. There was no underlying or covert motive. Just pure enjoyment. And that’s … Read the rest…
You could even have the right stuff and your ideas could still bomb out. So, now that I’ve inspired you with that little tidbit, go out and make it a great day. But wait a sec. One time even the right stuff didn’t have the right stuff. I’m talking about the movie that was released in 1983 about the original American astronauts. I thought … Read the rest…
Luciferin light happens when oxidization produces compounds. I bet you’ve been waiting all week long to find out about that. Well, glad I could help. You’re welcome. See ya next time. Wait! I almost forgot. I want to say a couple more things about luciferin light. That image, in my glasses at the top of this page, is a photograph that shows bioluminescence rippling … Read the rest…
Alright. I know you love me. And I know it’s not because I’m just a poet with soul. Even though I write to delight and ignite. But here’s the thing. You don’t love me the way God does. Now I don’t think, for even a nanosecond, that knowing that truth makes me appreciate your love, even one millimeter less. It’s just that your love, … Read the rest…