We are halfway through September. I haven't started my downsizing project, which will put me behind schedule. Jaxx is getting more and more comfortable in his new home. My nephew started boot camp this week with the National Guard. Yesterday, my boss approached me about managing a team of project managers. It's more responsibility, and … Continue reading September 15, 2022
Two weeks away from the Autumnal Equinox, the first day of Autumn. Everything starts to age and whither. I'm ready for the year to end; maybe one year, I’ll stop saying that. I'm putting my “future” plans on hold for the moment. I am starting to downsize and get rid of things with no value. … Continue reading September 7, 2022
It's a three-day weekend. Saturday went by quickly. I watched Clash at the Castle, a World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE) Premium Live Event, which was very entertaining. We spent the day with Jaxx, who is getting comfortable with his new home. Today is the end of a week-long excessive heat warning. Tomorrow is the unofficial end … Continue reading September 4, 2022
Sammy died.
Every summer is the same, every year starting at the end of May. Morning glory before the sunrise. Vengeance unbound. Winter is over; it's getting hot outside.
From the equinox through the solstice, I’ve watched the passing of each new moon. So much of my time spent in darkness. I don’t know what to think anymore. It’s a disturbing notion. The abortion of love and compassion gives life to relentless greed. I watched the death of strangers and felt the weight of … Continue reading The Void
Voodoo ebb and flow; Summer setting on the horizon. My fancy white linen crumples to a dirty gray mound. Wicked vibes are rippling. The days are getting shorter; I can feel the chill of darkness behind me. Another spell is cast. Night is expected and still disturbing.
Spring rolled through like bruised apples; the house still smells like Winter. Somewhere is a missed opportunity. Summer is turning into hot pumpkin lattes. No one gives a cent because someone is hoarding coins—yadda, yadda, yadda, dum-dum diddy. We lost our getaway, our annual moment of jubilee.
It's August; we're still here; Summer stole Spring's rite of passage. We waited while experiencing the four-corners of isolation. Our hibernation feels eternal. I'll never understand the mechanics of time.
A quiet moment within the summer night. The sound of cicadas breaking the silence. Crickets are playing hymns of forgotten songs. I remember the stories my mother used to tell. The days' people walked for miles hoping to change the devil's ways.
The heat of unexpected delimmas begin to subside. The waves no longer crashing on this broken frame. Those moments of misleading portrayals and righteous denials, forgiven. Daylight is starting to fade. Summer watched my public shame; Autumn will heal this overwhelming pain.
September rain washing away the dust. The autumn breeze clearing away the summer clouds. My horizon descends quickly towards supplication. I think of the last sunset; watching the indigo ink spilling on the pale memories. My Sunshine, losing her smile.
Another change presentedMake a wish at this momentWe won't say goodbye
Despite the fact that our air-conditioner stopped working at home this weekend, we made the most of our weekend.
It's happening again; these wayward feelings seeking comfort in the night. Listening to the rain beckoning a return to dreams; expectations whispering in our ears. These long summer nights are coming to an end; the promise is a lie that we hoped to obtain. We said goodnight to hide the truth; we will never see … Continue reading History
Sleepless light from A silver moon, Thoughts besieged by Whispering voices Rustling against the thickets; Calling upon the Muse to Christen this summer night.
Monday morning and early, I rise approaching the brightest day. I long for the Summer Solstice and the sunlight in my eyes.
I have forgotten the smell of spring rain; the birth of joy a distant memory. Cherry blossoms fell like snow; trampled by the feet of dockets. I was burned by the heat of summer; my body branded "a fool". The muscle in my chest dried out; love consumed by a lasting drought. I was touched … Continue reading Moments
Salt air Clearing away obscurity Revealing a lost love Waiting on jagged stones Dulled by her patience Her endless adoration Flowing like ocean waves Crashing against my soul Wanting winds draw me towards her Closing the gap created by time Fresh sand Beneath our feet Erase our broken footprints From long ago Our spirits intertwine … Continue reading Fresh Sand
Summer is slipping toward reminiscence. Moments no longer held tightly. The days are nothing but mist upon the glass. The sunlight no longer burns brightly. Listening to the tides; the mounting anguish along the shore. Limitations brought about frustrations; silently waiting for the knock upon the door.
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