While you 👄 lips are moving… spewing out things you conjured in your mind….. please forgive me as I interrupt…. “ Do you prefer a little pink or does well done suit you fine”…. You raise the temperature gradually and disregard the signs ….. with every accusation you season the broth with Ignorance and illusions…

I would love to consider myself an artist…. Poet and writer of prose. To hell with acclaim… just a personal opinion….. but it’s not there….. I am an imposter, and a poor one at that….. my pen 🖊️ doesn’t drip drops of blood from a tormented and infected soul …. my artwork is perhaps a…

There is a “past time” we all will employ when the hour glass suggests there is more time expended then remains …..the reels and photographs of the past are revisited, dissected and filed accordingly or hopefully given over to the mental shredder. Reliving some of my “antics” without exaggeration…. I am lucky to be alive…

When I was younger…. Started to say a kid, but at 72 ….. I am still a kid…. Just dyed my hair red…. supposed to be dark brown… on well a change from the Col. Sanders look….. there are advantages and disadvantages of refusing to “act” one’s age…. anyway….. when I was younger our first…

A friend called me on the phone…… ” well you have been kind to me and left bits of faith along the way….. I suppose I was ready and began picking them up…… I know you realized I have been exorcising demons for some time and they have been running the show for awhile. As…

I would like to offer that my new wife ( who is a bit younger than I am (+…~) and I discuss things( argue ….. more appropriate) several times a day often resulting in a separation of vicinity, a walk or a drive on the tryke…… but we are forgiving and reconcile quickly…. We have…

I’ve said “goodbye” a thousand times…… and hello a thousand and one my real home is the road…..the arrival of a new world at every turn I have hang my hat 🎩 in many places and many of those hats are still there…. But I’m not…. the road is my “lover” she won’t take no…

I am neither poor nor wealthy…… rarely has lack of funds confronted me but life and travel has exposed to me …… there are two types of poverty – there is the “poverty of food, shelter, money, clothing”….. and there is the “poverty of the soul” interesting and baffling, but I have seen more people…

I think the most important part of my health routine is Rest…and I have put it through various tests ….. lifting…. bending …stretching and twists cause pain in places that I didn’t know exist I realize that’s part of the plan…. But when it’s over I want to lay down pushing…. Prodding ….. touching my…

There is a drug overly prescribed and its side affects linger long after the drug is gone it gives seemingly “quick relief” but often causes other issues not considered before the regimen is taken on which a sigh of relief (witnessed many times) as the ointment is applied…… but when the prescription is “ expired…