Saturday, October 22, 2016


There's falling hard,
Catching yourself,
Shaking it off,
Continuing to run.

And falling fast,
Rolling with it,
Regaining your feet,
Resuming the pace.

Or falling slow,
Stumbling a bit,
Ignoring the step,
Retaining life's course.

Then there's the fall
That scarecely goes noticed
'Til finding yourself
Wrapped in embrace.

Thursday, October 06, 2016


You're bumbling through the Universe
Minding your own business
When the World sneaks in
And asks you for a kiss
It's best to just go with it.

Monday, September 05, 2016

Looking back 10 years looking forward

Reflecting on life 10 years ago, I stumbled upon this post that I'd written at that time. Ironically enough, in it I was both looking back 10 further years and projecting into the future to this very date. Of course, life is never what one expects it to become. Just as 10 years prior to that post I could not possibly have imagined where I would be when I wrote it, I certainly never imagined where I would be now. One thing is for certain. I won't be attempting to look forward another 10 years. It's hard enough to be prescient of the immediate days (or hours or even minutes) and if you don't pay them their heed the years will come tumbling on soon enough. 

Monday, August 22, 2016

Do you?

Why do you care?

...or, more to the point...

WHY do you care?

...though, sometimes....

Why DO you care?

...then again....

Why do YOU care?

...but, never...

Why do you CARE?

Tuesday, July 19, 2016


Fell in love with an ideal,
Failing to see the fragile being within.
Grew angry with myself
Committing the mistake yet again.

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Skin without scars

Must all stories be writ rough hewn upon body and soul?
What of the seemingly unblemished surfaces?
Might they too have their tales to tell–
Perhaps no less interesting than those that leave a permanent mark?

Maybe there are smoother paths to fulfillment.
But, what is it that's said about the path of least resistance?
Something to do with crooked rivers...
Is the alternative always to push against the tide?

If we allow the current to just run its course,
Where might the flow carry us?
And how does one begin?
Simply letting go is never simple.

Friday, June 17, 2016

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

in memoriam

"Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction."  Antoine de Saint-Exupery

"joy is one's fuel"

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

In a place

One year of circling the sun and right back where we started.

However, a year is not a completely exact measure of travel around the sun and there are subtle changes and oscillations in the orbit. Not to mention the fact that our solar system is orbiting around the center of our galaxy and the galaxy is moving within the universe and let's not forget that the universe itself is expanding. So, are we really ever in the "same" place again?

I suppose, if we choose a specific frame of reference we can claim to be roughly in the same place. Though choose one far enough out and "roughly" can mean almost anything. Relative to Alpha Centauri we're practically on mars and with respect to the Andromeda Galaxy we might as well be in Alpha Centauri. Maybe from a pan-galactic perspective we're pretty much sitting in the same place our entire lives.

Then again, if you're thinking relatively, you can sort of just put yourself wherever you want to if you keep shifting your frame of reference. You can be the center of your own universe if you please. Though I imagine the equations one would need fabricate to keep such a Ptolemaic-like system in place would become increasingly absurd.

Now what was the whole point of this again? try and distract myself.

Mission accomplished, I guess.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016


Found this on her computer,
written not long before she passed.

Memory of a late-night stroll
from some years back.

we walked to the park
the swings...
and the height, the throwing your head back
to see the world upside down, the stars in the sky
the swings...
and steve
as he flew off
paused in mid air for a second, scared for a second
landing surprised...laughing.

that laughter, that joy, that "doing it again" all that matters