Category Archives: Life
“Mister…?”
A young boy, dressed in clean but threadbare jeans and a shirt that might have once been red, took in my leathers and my road-weary black Harley. He then shot me a look that was older than he was. “Mister? … Continue reading
Quiet Despair
The mirror barksa noiseless disdain;the backward eyesshadow quiet despair;a vacancy of intent, wherea blink hides nothing. (image: the americanconservative.com)
The Way Forward
Anger finds my heart unreceptive to the pull of self indulgence; it is not the time for self righteous behavior and losing my way. My heart knows the way when my mind is distracted. I am who I am. I … Continue reading
Haiku: Wind, Rain, Faith
The wind hurls itself across my roof in big waves as I hold my breath. The skylights receive a violent drum solo; I receive the awe. The house bravely waits for the next real world onslaught; my faith is a … Continue reading
True Gravity
I hope everyone reading this is having (or had) a special wonderful day. Gratitude is a driving power in the Universe. We all should exercise it more often. Every. Single. Day. This is from Michael Murphy, author of Golf in … Continue reading
Shameless Plug
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The Road Takes a Break in Nakusp, B.C.
The breeze off Arrow lake sways the curtains in my room, robbing the ghosts of places to hide. The fan blurs the ceiling where peeled wallpaper casts vibrating shadows, like insect wings stuck to my leather. The confused air stirs … Continue reading
Another Redirection
Ha. Life O’Wryly has another new one. jrs
Companions
Thank you for my companions: this journal; this pen; this heart full of my blood; my blood in the hearts of others; my heart in the hearts of others; the quivering guitars; the gift of music holding me fast; this … Continue reading
Dead of Night
Pulled out of Tonopah at half-past last heading up ninety-five. Rocks were glowing—sand was blowing, saw absolutely nothing alive. Realized then: what did I know, is there anything real I see? This highway runnin’ in the dead of night is … Continue reading