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Let It Ride

Currently editing and proofreading "Gold Mine" for publication sometime before the end of the year.   Let it Ride April 2008 Letโ€™s blur the edges, Break the rules, Drink coffee at midnight, Rye at dawn, Letโ€™s stay awake to solve some mystery, Or write one. Paint a picture, Throw stones at the moon, Listen to... Continue Reading →

Meaningful

I believe that love fights for the meaningful, for depth and matter, in a world that seems to strive to be no deeper than the flat surface of a mirror, the centimeters of a puddle on the sidewalk. On one hand, things are only things and we are just passing through this world. On the... Continue Reading →

Psalm

PsalmLead us into handsThat will care for us and keep us safeOnto paths that know the way,When we are lost and cannot find it on our own,Keep us in the light,Or light the dark we wander inEnough to see,Save our souls from lingeringToo long in places where we shouldnโ€™t be,If it were possible to be... Continue Reading →

Too, as in, Also…

fromย  'Gold Mine' _____this true heart______________ I will write your name on every breath from now until forever, forget you never, know that I have not let go of this true heart. Forgiving you and him and them and everyone, everything, sing ever louder, stronger, taking claim of every wind and every rain, rising up... Continue Reading →

Finally you would dream…

  "The Dream of Life Let's suppose that you were able every night to dream any dream you wanted to dream, and you would naturally as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfill all your wishes. You would have every kind of pleasure, you see, and after several nights you would say,... Continue Reading →

dream girl

From Mythica to Ithaca and all points in between, they told their tales about her, as if she were a dream, as if she had no feelings, as if she had no heart, they told their tales about her, this Lady Scarlet. He is Midnight His sword is Moonlight, his breath a cold air, his... Continue Reading →

Loralee, Available on Amazon

    From the outside looking in, former beauty queen Loralee Montgomery has everything she ever dreamed of, a sprawling Texas ranch, two grown kids, and a wealthy husband. But when greed sinks its clutches deep into the soul of a man, there's no telling what he might do to keep what is his, or... Continue Reading →

Loralee, An Excerpt

Loralee Chapter Four Miss Tulsa Pie   Loraleeโ€™s phone was ringing on the nightstand. She knocked over an empty glass as she reached for it. Her mascara had congealed, making it nearly impossible to open her eyes all the way. Sheโ€™d broken one of the cardinal rules of being a beauty queen, former, beauty queen,... Continue Reading →

Can You Hear the Quiet?

I've been doing some serious thinking about the world lately. Can you hear the quiet? This serious thinking isn't a new thing for me. This bout of thinking began with the drug induced suicide of a rock star. I'm referring to it as drug induced because we'll never really know and the fact is that... Continue Reading →

It Is Still Beautiful. Chris Cornell.

Grunge is the music that my generation created, whether the label of "grunge" is one that was met with approval or acceptance or not. Passionately philosophically divested in many ways from the heavy metal and "pretty" hair bands and glam bands of the heyday of "sex, drugs, and rock and roll" of previous generations, the... Continue Reading →

Heart.

The days get long. We hope to be so much more than we are. We hope to be enough. Then we hope to be enough for ourselves again. To have enough heart for that.  

Real Myths

Real Myths. Tall, dark, long and lean, Arrows in the slipstream. Super sonic, sub atomic, Wet dream, Cross that man and taste the mean. Step outside, You ainโ€™t comin' back in, And you donโ€™t mess around with Jim. Sharp blade. Well-played. The only reason that I stayed, Until they rolled the credits. Read between the... Continue Reading →

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