THE MAYHEM OF MYTHOS

Firstly, let me apologize for it being so long since my previous post. Secondly, this is a departure from my normal writings on this site, not so much creative writing, but expressing a bit of my truth. As is usual, though, this writing is inspired by something someone else wrote. Actually, the inspiration first came… Continue reading THE MAYHEM OF MYTHOS

Zack and the Goldfish

It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything here. To be honest, 2018 was a year of tragedy in my life, but not the kind that sparks the kind of writing I like to do. A friend of mine shared a post the other day on Facebook and something inside clicked. First, her post: Okay,… Continue reading Zack and the Goldfish

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The Puzzle Piece

I have not shared, other than to my friends on social media, that I lost my youngest child to suicide less than 2 months ago. 33 years old, with a successful wife, a beautiful 6-year-old daughter, an amazing job, and a pillar in the community, I had no idea the depth of the depression they… Continue reading The Puzzle Piece

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Questionnaire Summary

I have finally started my novel. My children’s book is still waiting for an illustrator and my nonfiction book of Santa stories has taken a back seat to the novel that is fighting to get out of my head and onto paper. To make sure I am in tune with my younger audience, particularly when… Continue reading Questionnaire Summary

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The Bench

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Number 1 Is it a picture Or a story? Memories from the past Or promise for the future? Black and white because The details have faded Or not yet witnessed? An empty bench because We’ve already left Or not yet reunited? The trees stand strong Anchored to the ground The same in Georgia As Oregon.… Continue reading The Bench

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Granny’s Treasures

I remember you! Couldn’t you see I was in a deep meditation when you so selfishly interrupted my peace? So, apparently, these many years later, you’re still intrigued by what you saw. I’ll try to explain. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia in 1956. This time. My great-grandmother passed away when I was about 5,… Continue reading Granny’s Treasures

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Avra Kehdabra

Thoughts and feelings Cavorted in my head. Together, they’re more powerful Than any words I’ve ever said. For words spoken Without emotion Are devoid of power, and weak. Yet, with intent My voice portends To create as I speak.

Truths of a 4 and 5-Year-Old

I have many distinct memories of my childhood in the Atlanta bedroom community of Chamblee, Georgia. I turned 4 in 1960 to give you a reference to my world at the time. There were certain truths back then, as I understood them: Nature was full of treasures for all the senses: Blackberries and plums for… Continue reading Truths of a 4 and 5-Year-Old

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