Visual Pollution – Thoughts in a Parking Lot

Visual Pollution – Thoughts in a Parking Lot Ever wonder, like I do, how did it come about that creature comfort of having electricity and cable in each home took priority over what our surroundings look like? And now that we have allowed this to happen with complete disregard, perhaps total complacency, can we ever…

Up In Smoke

UP IN SMOKE It was a couple of days after Valentine’s day, two weeks after the two-year anniversary. Elise reread a poem in her journal that she wrote a few weeks ago. She remembered that night. It was one of those nights she fell asleep early and woke at one-thirty in the morning, with an…

Poetry Collection One 2019

MY HEART HAS GROWN Her soul forever with me, I feel her in my heart Physically no longer present, love and spirit never apart   She sees and hears and knows, what I think and what I feel, Sometimes I recognize the signs, sometimes not sure they’re real   Her soul now lives as part…

On the Eve of Emilee’s Second Death Anniversary Sam & Ick Talk (Talk Seven) – Sometimes – Grief, Hunger, Ache, Soothing

Sam and Ick (Talk Seven)   Sometimes   Sam: I ache sometimes Ick. I recognize it a little better than I used to but … the ache of grief… of loss recent or not … it is a familiar ache and I know you know what I am talking about. Ick:  Yes, Loss is an…

Start with Religion and Politics, End with Religion and Politics

Start with Religion and Politics, End with Religion and Politics   The entire concept of Christmas, I don’t want to say Christianity, because I don’t want to limit it to Catholicism, but if I go back to the beginning, the concept is that God or Spirit, whatever you choose to name it, came together to…

Why Christmas Eve Service?

  What happened last year, was repeated again this year at the Stony Creek Congregational Church in picturesque Stony Creek, Branford, without any preconceived expectations that it would. From the setting and the sermon of the Reverend James, to the singing of the carols and hymns in the beautiful and cozy church, I was moved…

Sam and Ick, Holiday Feelings

Most people want to hear happy stuff. And I do laugh every day, it’s on my list of requirements. But I want to attempt to describe an emotion.   It’s a little bit of a mix I think I need to talk to Ick about this.   Sam (Seasonal Affective Management): Ick, I am feeling…

Ned’s Dad’s funeral

The hole in the ground looked much smaller than his dad was tall. He wondered if they squish the body inside the coffin to make them smaller, so the grave hole doesn’t have to be so big and the cemetery saves space and they can fit more graves. But the hole did seem deep.  …

Racism, An Uncomfortable Subject

A few comments on racism   I was in the middle of this line of thinking when the post I was responding to got removed from the writing site that had incited a little bit of heated banter back and forth. I did not wish to engage in a conflict, but I felt drawn to…

A Little Boy’s Nightmare

  The Setting: Six-floor elevator brick apartment building built in the 1940’s, 730 Rodgers Avenue, just North of Linden Boulevard, Brooklyn. 1963.   There was an open stairway with enough space between the banister and the floor above so that you could look down in between that space from the top floor to the bottom…