Astronomy of Pathostroubled by a harvest moonmade gravid with ichorous spatterbrain matter heaped in neat pleasing elevationsfeatures arranged in a snarky implacable grinrendered in greyscaleeven before this I'd felt its gazethe weight of photons striking my facea fleeting barrage of cosmic hailtowed at high tide from my slumbernow could not bear the sightblurred as it was through eyes near blind with weepingdrew the blin...

in response to 3 comments for Alhambra by the same author, excerpted below: " . . . cooled the hot Andalucian sun and carried it off into arched spaces shaded like the olive trees we would eat paella . . . ""My angel is merciless to dream in perfect whispersshe shushes me to heaven with less than definitionan infinite elation within flashes of desperationnot sparing me a notion of deliverance from fascinationhunger wings...

in response to the following lovely comment left for languid (mornin', Sweeting):"my fingers slid down the natural gradientstretching the skin in all the more sensitivefelt as a soft moan might pad on a sheetintent on some scheme or huntfor the indistinct hollownested in foam shallowsI grip your sparrow tailin serene slow motionbut sleep slips through to stilltake flightan action which escapes into inactionwhen a feather...

I rode my white mare past where Mary lived. The trailer-house looked like it had been dropped accidentally in front of a gray barn. She came out to the white dirt road to talk to me. Her two little brothers stood in the yard and stared. I never rode past her house again, even though she was my friend at school. It was too weird. Mary was stringy. She was thin like a white string, and had stringy blonde hair. She was my on...

Yes, I was a wedding DJ. I started in biz when DJ's were still considered a novelty. Here are examples of what I experienced. Wedding receptions fall into four categories: Great, Good, Bad and The Worst. The GREAT ones are comprised of about 15% of the receptions. The GOOD ones are about 75%, The Bad and Worse ones are the rest. These receptions are usually the fault of the people who contracted me and their guests.They a...

Halloween. Is there a better holiday? I don't think so. I have loved Halloween since I was a kid, along with the old Universal and Hammer horror movies that only seemed to be shown during that time of year.In 1972 the Cleveland Jaycees leased a deserted 110 year old mansion on city property and converted it into a haunted house attraction. I heard the radio announcements for it the day after it opened and I felt a strong...

Irish Grey SweaterHot Tea and Kentucky Fried Chickenspring just won't come to the plains this yearnorth blown winds from Canadabefore the birds and tree rats wakeI lay in my warm bed and ponderwinter coat or my favorite Irish Greyheavy starch pinpoint shirt and wool slacksas I pad down the stairs my friend Bailey runs aheadmeowing and battling shadows as she goessmell of sulphur as I lit my stovethe cheerful sound of my p...

In 1985 I would face my biggest challenge theater wise. It was to audition and win the role of Count Dracula ,the Fall play at a local community theater. Now, I had done multiple appearances during Halloween as The Count promoting the Jaycees haunted house attraction. I had cut numerous radio commercials, but his would be different. Having only one production to my credit I went to the auditions with a killer hangover. I...

The day was dreary, wet and cool.  Thoughts passed to the future, What would ensue. My friend wondered what we would be If Samsara was true And we returned. I will have achieved Nirvana, Replied I with some glee And some humor. But later my mind flew away Into the Universe, Dreamt of Moksha. Have I accomplished Devotion? My life could be complete. How may I see? My Actions may well define me. Giving a pathway home. How ha...

I have alway loved the acting and the stage. My first play was in kindergarten and I soon became fascinated with acting. A popular children's show here on Sunday would feature a well know community theater group that would present short plays between the cartoons. I managed to do two plays in Junior High simply because 98 percent of the other guys considered anyone who wanted to be in a play and not playing or talking abo...

I had new tea tonight. Vanilla Chai to be exact. It’s an art form, getting that stuff just right. So far I’ve not mastered it, but I will. I love the challenge of getting new tea and having to learn how to brew it for the perfect taste.Non tea drinkers might be sitting scratching their heads thinking “what’s the big deal? You just shove a tea bag in a cup with some milk, pour some boiling water on and remove the bag, what...

Do you remember the CB radio craze? Were you part of it? It was a big thing here in the US in the early to late 70's. Now it had been around for years but was used mostly by businesses for communication purposes. Then someone discovered how much fun it was talking to strangers and before you could say Breaker Breaker it was off and running. There were CB songs and it seems every movie and or cartoon story line of the day ...

After I was done showing Nell how important she was to me we lay on the floor holding each other. We had been left alone in the building for several hours and we were both getting a bit hungry. "I wonder how long your mother plans on leaving us alone? These chains holding us to the floor could make using the latrine a bit difficult." "Knowing my mother she probably will wait until she is sure we will be covered in our own...

They sat around the table pondering the the future. Marshal Hagen finished his food, quickly drained his glass and stood. “I'd like to say that this was great meeting you all, but under the circumstances I think I'll postpone that. I better get back to my partner.” Tom said, “Wait a bit, Art, if you're not in a rush. We have a prisoner out in one of the outbuildings but he hasn't been very talkative. If he sees a U.S. Mar...

Though most are aware of how debilitating and devastating anorexia can be, few are familiar with its most insidious form--Latent Anorexia. I’ve struggled with it my entire life; I hope that sharing this information will help others.Latent Anorexia is insidious precisely because it is latent--i.e.—there are no overt anorexic symptoms. The typical Latent Anorexic (LA) is overweight. (In my case, I am six feet two and two-hu...