I remember looking down at the little globules of mercury in my hand (not recommended for anyone anymore) and thinking…”what a cool couple of shiny, silver dots”. Now, I could expand on the reason why I had mercury in my hand, but I won’t go into that. Some evidence has come out since then that mercury isn’t good for us humans. No, I’m not … Read the rest…
If you’re a football fan, I’m sure you’re aware of the Sugar Bowl. And if you have a sweet tooth, I’m sure you’re a fan of the sugar bowl. So…why do I bring it up? Well, thanks for asking. Today’s poetic piece is one of reminiscence and rose-colored glasses. It’s a short walk down a memory road…sitting beside the road in the shade of … Read the rest…
Where do you keep your pleasant secrets? I don’t mean those darker ones you’d rather no one ever find out about. I mean the ones that mean so much to you. Back in 1975 I wrote about a sailor who shared where he kept his secrets. For some reason I was fascinated with the ocean, and I keep finding old poems and songs with … Read the rest…
If you’ve ever lived in, or still live in a humid part of the country, you understand my reference to a dewy morning. When I was going to elementary, junior high, and high school in Texas, I remember so many mornings where the dew was so heavy on the grass my shoes would be soaked by the time I walked through the front lawn … Read the rest…
“an act of speaking one’s thoughts aloud when by oneself or regardless of any hearers“…that’s the dictionary’s definition of a soliloquy. When I was a young, dreamy-eyed poet, I fancied myself to be consistently involved in soliloquy. It was because I didn’t think many (if any) would understand the things I wrote about or why. That’s probably still true, at least in part. But I’ve long since … Read the rest…
I’ve always been fascinated with birds. And even though I’ve always had a lot of trepidation when it comes to heights…I think it would be cool to learn to fly. Now, I don’t mean learn to fly planes. I mean learn to fly…like…jump off the ground and soar through the skies. How cool would that be? Imagine seeing a place up on the side … Read the rest…
Imagine you’re sitting on a beach by the Hawaiian sea. Ever so quietly, in the background, you hear delightful music begin to swirl. There is no band nearby. There aren’t any houses where someone might be playing their sound system. There isn’t another soul in sight. Where is the music coming from? Could it be the flowers? What about the morning dew on the … Read the rest…
