Tag Archives: Oregon
Escutcheon
Escutcheon Battle worn and battered and rusted somewhat; the rain affects me more than it once did. All the fools I believe surround me are themselves surrounded and I am one of those in the circle around the fools who … Continue reading
Christmas Eve
I met a man in the ER. He has multiple sclerosis, which is a random marauder that targets the nerves. He was bed-bound, but more on that in a minute. He had belly pain which is what i was called … Continue reading
Busy Brain
My brain is a whirling dervish. Mostly I am in it. It is interesting, flashy, sexy even. Exhausting. I would like to step off that ride for a minute please. I have been meditating, a little. I like to have … Continue reading
It’s Almost Nothing, Just This Moment
It’s almost nothing, this moment between us It’s the passing of our hands across the table It is the paying of bills, it is the proverbial kitchen table And us Discussing the future, in capital letters and, you know etc. … Continue reading
Black Is Blue
Tonight it hit me that what is in memory, what is old, what fed my imagination (for better, etc) when I was 18, would comfort me. I was right. I turned on an episode of Miami Vice. Some would say … Continue reading
Tidal Pull
I am thinking about the tide and watching it now, again, for several days. We are about 60 feet above the tideline in a house on the Oregon coast and I can see the ocean moving from above. I know … Continue reading
Stephen’s Rocket
Stephen goes by Steve. He is a rocketeer. He makes rockets that go 40,000 feet in the air, for fun, like guys who make cars that go 250 miles an hour for a quarter of a mile. I met Steve … Continue reading
Light on Thorns
I haven’t been writing. I haven’t been checking in with myself. I haven’t been drinking in the life my body is moving through. I have been raising my son. I have been loving my wife. I have been doing my … Continue reading
Saturday Morning Shows Up
I am listening to old new music and it is endless in me It is Saturday and we are 200 miles from what matters And we are sleepy and you are like you were the first time I saw you. … Continue reading
Five or Four
This is a picture of a leaf of two of five rectangles of four of yellow of a line of the side of a building of a crack of a sidewalk of right angles of a game or someone else’s … Continue reading