Tag Archives: writing
A Left-Brain Deal
Writing is a left-brain deal Maybe Shaping the chatter like clay into a sculpture Can it be a song too? Both? Thawed music? It’s a left-brain deal, though The right brain knows what words are but doesn’t use them, I … Continue reading
When We Are Gone
We live our lives here where the greatest human accomplishment is Art. When we are gone the wolves and butterflies won’t miss it. (photo credits in a previous blog)
Intensities
Microscopic armies clash, silent until I cough. The universe seeks the life of my form, my protoplasm, my individual identity. The universe will always win the final war, but these small battles are mine, gaining humility and wisdom to give … Continue reading
The Other Blog
Dear Readers, Guess I should mention that I’ve started writing again on my Life O’Wryly blog. Not sure if it’s writing or rambling. I’m hoping some of it is entertaining. You decide. If you’re following the Narbles, give a thought … Continue reading
Ballpoint Chisel (for Sharon Olds)
Long ago I shook your hand and told you how much I love your work. I wanted to tell you what little I know about women has come from my wife and your carefully erected words. I wanted to tell … Continue reading
Haiku–Einstein’s Moderation
A little knowledge is just as dangerous as too much knowledge. (top: playbuzz.com; bottom moco-choco.com)
Haiku–Adobe Words
Dusty adobe words make a wall I am building, keeping out the wind. (wall: featurepics.com; home: pinterest.com)
Thankful
For: the rustle of warm bedclothes; the distant dark noise of the ocean; a coyote yip in the night; the sigh of a lover satisfied; an adversary’s sudden pause; a shared laugh; electric light to write by; books that seize … Continue reading
Haiku–Maw and Paw
In the cavernous maw of human endeavor, I play with my dog. (top: izquotes.com; bottom: pinterest.com)
Magic
A lilt of breeze comes into my instrument; leaves beat the ground: show me the rhythm. Finding isn’t, seeking is. I nudge where light robs the darkness. I arrive in a place that sings. It is magic. (fountain: shutterstock.com; wings: … Continue reading



