Favorites

I decided to ask myself to think about things I usually take for granted. I've started with documenting some of my favorite people and things. Favorite food: Cheese pizzaFavorite snack: CookiesFavorite cookies: CookiesFavorite female singer: Paloma FaithFavorite male singer: Kurt EllingFavorite living musician: Avishai CohenFavorite dead singer(s): Aretha Franklin, Marvin Gaye, Bob MarleyFavorite (dead) musician(s):...

Surviving a Lousy Childhood

I published a version of this on this blog before, but it's been 3 years and most of the people who read my blog probably never saw it. So here's a reprise. My childhood sucked. Now I will grant you that many people believe their childhoods were miserable; however, few of us born in the...

Inspiration, Demarcation, and Respiration fe di Nation

So, I was sitting here, doing what I normally do this time at night, which is to miss the Bess to my Porgy, when WordPress dropped me the badge above. Now, normally, we don' need no stinkin' batches around here, but this one is a inconspicuous but important demarcation point for me. Eight years on...

when you left

when you left i kept forgetting to breathe and my heart would skip dancing in the waves until you disappeared from view and now, my love, i can no longer breathe alone

ABC Award

I’ve been presented with the “Awesome Blog Content Award by my friend, artist Erica Kanters, from her Erica: Encaustic Artist blog. Don’t know what encaustic art is? Stop in her blog and find out. First the these rules to the award: Rules to this Award: 1. Display the Award on your Blog. 2. Announce your...

The Crap’s in the Cradle

Your failings whisper to me I look in my warped mirror Seeing only ghosts of you Indifference becomes me, I fear No sorrows or tear-stained pillows Just absence where you belong The years passed, with them my caring Hatred faded like sun-bleached photos I see your face in sepia tint Awaited the days of your...

halcyon

So halcyon, my sweetest love Slips the stolid ocean's bed Sunlit shimmers from above, Jeweled dreams, not gently wedEmpty armed azure skies Here my catechism lay Near betraying sunlight's lies Of kisses at the end of dayShut my eyes to setting sun Open them to nascent stars Not too shy to corral one Just to...

dragon fall

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3Ibun_gc88 I used to be a dragon. On the last day of my existence, before the peopled masses crushed me underfoot, I was black-winged, graceful, with a flowing mane that rippled in the tearing winds beyond the rock face. I stood there, grey eyes closed to the dying sun, thirty meters of wingspan open, and...

Free

It isn't something smart business people do often. In fact, some of us downright hate the idea. Yet, again, I find myself giving away books to people who may or may not read them. It is marketing, they say, and necessary. The people who encourage me tell me that it takes a while to build...

True Story

Friendly Neighbor asks to read some of my books. No one asks me that, so I bring her a couple. While we're still standing in the doorway, a spider scrambles by. Friendly Neighbor screams a little, and then throws one of my books at the spider. Bill: "Sheesh, if you didn't want to read them,...