Monthly Archives: April 2014
Nightcrawlers
A good, soaking rain, that made the grass and ground spongy underfoot signaled nightcrawlers. bucket of dirt flashlight spotter grabber They emerged from their subterranean tunnels washed out by the deluge looking for worm love. We found them there, sometimes … Continue reading
Bushes
A small stack of thick, twisted, gnarly branches, and a compact pile of evergreen a man high are all there is to show for twenty plus years of growth. It was inherited landscaping we grew tired of after eighteen years … Continue reading
Glass Darkly
That blank stare, What’s your name, honey? I’m Steven, mom, your little pillow, remember? I have a son named Steven. I used to call him my little pillow, because he was a soft and pudgy baby, and would let me … Continue reading
Playing War
When we were little we were cowboys and Indians, gun slingers and quick draws, Gunsmoke and Lone Ranger and in more movies glorifying World War II than I could count. Then along came Vietnam and nightly reports of causalities delivered … Continue reading
Soul of Engines
It was a V-8, 390 Big Block, and it rose slowly, straining at the chain sling we had wrapped around it so painstakingly after an afternoon of unbolting, disconnecting, unplugging, and unhooking anything that could possibly hold it down. There … Continue reading
Journeyman
Factory smells, sweat, grease, cigarette smoke, worn home every day. Calloused hands, with the right missing half a thumb and the two first fingers, sacrificed to a drill press. Black lunch pail, a thermos of soup, and a bologna sandwich … Continue reading
Friends (1976)
Friends, said one to the wise, old man, who sits in the park all day, are not so special to me at all. Why? I can’t really say. I’ve had a few, now and then, and some very close ones, … Continue reading
Tommy (April 1, 2012)
Thomas Benjamin, Little one, Herald of a new generation Of sons and saints Of moniker Dorsey, Welcome to your eternal family. Though to you the wait Was not measured in time Your parents awaited anxiously Your arrival from realms afar. … Continue reading
Cogito ergo scribo 