I got really good at taking pictures somewhere along the way. They’re in places you might have seen – maybe not… But..Probably.. It got to a point where I made a career out of it and helped make other people make careers out of it. It’s good money, man. And it’s good for the ego…Continue reading “Only After All…”
Category Archives: Reflections
A Wash Of Indigo…
Brain: That was pretty heavy… Spotify: Alright! I’m going to play “Meadowlake Street” by Ryan Adams…. The whole War On Drugs discography… Oh! And “Lost Stars” by Adam Levine! Brain: Seriously? Heart: Wooohoo! Brain: Dude.
Ferlinghetti Has Died
Lawrence Ferlinghetti has died at 101 years old – and it has shifted my step for just a minute. My junior year of college, I took a Beat Poetry class – taught by Ann Charters – who had built a career with the likes of Ferlinghetti, Kerouac, and Ginsberg – and had become somewhat synonymousContinue reading “Ferlinghetti Has Died”
Next Track | 2.21.2021
I enjoy the waythe sun illuminates youin every way. Through a window..In a doorway.. Bouncing off the snowthough the windshieldas we crawlbehind slow carsfilled with dogs and drama. As you get quietworrying about sunsets…As if the moonlightwouldn’t catch you the same way… As if…
Free The Remaining Embers
I hitched a ride on the poetry train somewhere in middle school, and I’ve been reading and writing it ever since. I got heavy into The Beats for a bit, and some of it shows in here – mostly in the erratic form and probably written out on the grass or in the cosmos. It’sContinue reading “Free The Remaining Embers”
Two From The Cosmos
I’m a progressive person. I keep an open mind and I’m always thinking a mile down the road. But believe me, it took a few bumps and bruises to get this way. I won’t go as far as to say I was ever narrow-minded, but I was impulsive. But that’s another story. I still takeContinue reading “Two From The Cosmos”
Winter, Specifically Sunrise
“We’re one, but we’re not the same. We got to carry each other…Carry each other…” The way this house was built, the sun will always rise outside of my bedroom window. In proximity, it sits in the gap between the house and my shed, and slowly crawls west. Out past the Brook…Over the Ridge… AndContinue reading “Winter, Specifically Sunrise”
It’s Alright to Sigh | 2.5.2021
On days like todayI’d like to hide in the snowthat clings to the branches of the trees…And see who really sees me. On nights like tonightI’d like to stare at the skyand watch the stars wink at me…While the moon chases mearound my yard. When things feel like this…When I’m in the space between emotions.WhenContinue reading “It’s Alright to Sigh | 2.5.2021”
Write When Sober
I’ve been writing, as a form of expression, since I was a kid. First it was short stories, then it became poetry – I mixed in some lyrics from time to time – then mostly back to poetry, with a brief infusion of reflections, some technical stuff, and even company processes and newsletters. I write.It’sContinue reading “Write When Sober”
Even After All…
Initially, I didn’t pay much attention to this picture. But, last night, as I was recapping my adventures to my girls, I noticed the sun. I noticed the winter common palette of color. I noted it’s contrast. I noticed how different this landscape was from where I usually was. The carpeting of pine needles…The abundanceContinue reading “Even After All…”
Tribe Of Flannel 