The Crescendo
A Reiteration of Something I Once Read a Very Long Time Ago! A spark ignites the kindle, creating an ember. From here, a flame needs tending. As an author, I pledge to remain ever vigilant, and keep a lookout for the best of ways and means, to keep my fire aglow. One...
WTF Do I Know
We’re sitting outside, having our early morning coffee. Our hideaway is on State and Main. From inside, we’re looking out. Beyond the town’s embrace, just past some well-tended hemp fields, we can still see and appreciate the ghostly “Fog pockets”; as they’re...
No Choice w/the Voice
" The voices in my head, jumped out and made my bed!" I’m trying to find my voice for a recent writing project. Initially, I was vacillating back and forth between going with a first-person narrative point of view (POV). Where the story is told by my main...
Let’s see…
I almost killed someone today, and for no good reason... I wonder, is there ever a good reason? No, there really isn't. What about in self-defense? What if you are trying to thwart an enemy? What if, and what if, and how about what if? No. How about if we need...
Alexandre Dum(b)as(s)
Is this just my way of describing another date with Ms. Serendipity? As if knitting a sweater, am I creating something using threads of coincidence, weaving together unrelated characters, places, and events? Am I taking advantage of my not-so-literary license as a...
Goodwill Godwilling!
I’m going to tell you a short story. Truthful, as far as memory allows. The actions that I took, the challenges I managed to successfully address, can be directly attributed to the lessons in a book I had bought way back when. This tale would fall under the “My...
MGTOW! BEGONE!
“The Rule of Law has become unruly”, said the defendant. As he’s about to be taken away. “Wait! You have one minute to speak,” said her Honor. “All it takes is a woman scorned to destroy our legal system.” “You’re going to lecture me! On the fragility of our system?...
The Mosaic
In our blog, we touch upon everything from poetry to prose; economics to business; psychology to existentialism; health, wealth, well-being, and more. Metaphorically speaking, take a step back, squint your eyes, and see how the impressions made, seamlessly come...
Literati Takeaway Series
Together, we have the opportunity to rediscover the insights and the lessons, that were once gifted to us a long time ago, by many of the world's greatest writers. Let's regift, "pay it forward" and continue to navigate towards a New Age of Enlightenment? Let the...
Life
I wrote this poem when I was about ten, for my first love. The subject matter was simple. I spoke of life; I used a flower as a metaphor. Cadence was exposed within the rhythm; housing both within the edifice of a rhyme. I wrote it out on a tea-stained soaked piece of...
“No Time to Die!”
As I was undergoing one of my weekly in-house stints of chemo. Physically, I was okay. Though mentally, I was in a pretty dark space. It wasn’t like the other areas of my life were all that great either. As I remained on a precipice, looking down into my “rabbit...
For the Sake of “It”
Twenty something years ago, I made my first foray into the world of selling precious metals. Going into it, I admit I had cast a jaundiced eye upon the field. I had many good reasons to do so, but more on that next time, probably in a future post. For now, what I’m...
Where’s My Poetic Lover Gone?
Are we to be governed by readers who cannot read, writers who cannot write, and publishers who only know how to pander to the ideologue? I say, “Narcissism matters.” Narcissism matters, it really does. The printed and spoken word, not so much. When giving rise to...
Requiem
You’re black? Now you tell me! See how you are. I wish you would have told me this when we first met. So mundane, it’s comical, really. Like a key that turns a lock, you’ve now gone and done it!! This door, now wide open, can never be closed, or can it? If so, then...
Just Because, Just Because
Just because time had made us weary, and our spirits could no longer speak doesn't mean that life is dreary, as once again we too shall seek Just because we once were one, doesn't mean we weren't meant to unravel even though we were formidable and strong, we were also...
A Socratic Nightmare
If indolent, it's because the mind is mired w/in one's torpid memories of recriminations or because the soul is not beholding to anyone or anything. So just revel w/in the dissonant, discordant and disconcerting musical amalgamations of the hedonistic, narcissistic,...
Digest
This is a very rough draft of something I wrote a long time ago. I was in a dark space at the time. I didn't complete it. I didn't like how it was unfolding. So I never posted it until recently (A few years later, now in Sept. 2021) The reason is, I wrote another...
…just put a fork in it!
You stop, look down, you place a toehold underneath a blanket of nothingness; you become the fork. You see, feel, hear and touch with your imagination. As you genuflect, you give pause, realizing, that you've stopped "Becoming". As others pass, like you, they've...
A State of Mime
One's "State of Perception" is the ally of the "Enemy of the State". The purity of truth is toxic for both the individual and the state. Complex algorithms provide sustenance for the Specialist who is the "Head of State". As this creature and his minions lie in wait,...
Drop!
"A drop into tranquility, pandemonium revisited. Side-stepping the void, the separated coalesce. Another coming, then abdication. The impotent rise, then falter. a loveer awaits, another passing!
Recalcitrant
My Victoria, In reply to your latest correspondence. Behind the veil of your loquaciousness, lies brevity. Redefine your word, in order to expand beyond your definition, of the word. Become possessed by your possession and be the one without becoming. Always, your...
On Becoming
Pathos, Ethos, Logos To be, by way of declaration Declare, by means of action To act, embraced by integrity Integrity maintained by value To value, through delineation of desire Desire that which is meant to...
Taboo
Tradition Faith Refracted Segregated beauty Emancipated Never to(o) Forever be Revere Irreverent Tradition Segregated beauty Never to(o) Revere Faith refracted Emancipated Forever be Irreverent ...
Debased
Currency, a by-product of love, serving as a manifestation of desire; it is ruinous and rewarding for both our physical and metaphysical states of being. As we continue to debase our currency, our desires become mired within time. As time is lost within space, the...
The Embrace
Once upon a time, two spirits were on a collision course; unaware, unbridled and forever free, so they thought. As they made contact, they never slowed down, and instead of repelling off one another, they went right through each other. A momentary possession? Perhaps....