Retired Navy after 23 years. I retired at the age of 40 years old. I've been out longer than I was in. All of the ships I served on have been made into razor blades. I had fun and I lived my life the best I could. Most of my shipmates are gone and I try to stay in touch with the remainder. It continues. Substance abuse counselor, builder of wooden boats, furniture maker, prison non-violence workshop facilitator, life observer, activist, reader, writer, geriatric subject of interest, generous tipper. I stay involved.
My mother described to me the noise she heard when my father shot himself. She described the report of the pistol as a crack, a loud crack. She was downstairs in the kitchen when my father carefully held the business end of the pistol to the left side of his head. He was positioning the … More REPLICA
I wonder about my final move, A picture persists of two handrails Along a wooden bridge to forever, The details disappear quickly Only about a few steps along toward The disappearing point. It is all very inviting. G. M. GoodwinMarch 24, 2025
The human side of us is our deadliest friend. No where else can I remember meeting up with such a cruel killer of happiness, serenity, peace. Our inside person is all of this and more. Fold in a bit of hard-of-hearing and disaster awaits just around the corner of our souls. I’m talking about the … More Self Assassination
MY TRIP INTO SELF TRANCE I am going to go into a trance for the first time. I am going to do this with no previous experience. I hope that this is not a one-way trip. I am lying down with my feet separated and my arms are at my side. I am focusing on … More My Trip Into Self-Trance
Timothy held the spoon out to the large feline sitting on the arm of his chair. The cat turned its head away but then, with an attitude of superiority, leaned ever so slightly toward the offering intending to take a tiny nibble. Timothy quickly pulled his hand back. The cat looked annoyed but only gave … More TIMOTHY
Let the eye scan For a detail, Black on white or White on black, The two cloak the shape, To confuse, To obscure, To Foil, To escape. Loud and showy stripes! Perhaps Jekyll and Hyde, The Light and The Dark, What pair could be More evident, Rich and poor? The figure of the Zebra Standing … More Hidden Zebra
It all began at the speed of sound, He heard her voice and turned to see In time to be struck by the speed of light, Before they knew it the pairing came At the speed of love. Time passed with the speed of comfort, Occasioned by the speed of confusion, Once she looked at … More THE SPEED OF LIGHT
OKLAHOMA CITY Three days later the highway is still slipping along beneath me, I feel the wheels smoothing out gravel and concrete, My ears inform of normal and trouble, They are my sentries as are my nose and taste buds. Driving is my passion and my escape and my entry To, from, with life and … More Oklahoma City
It just seems more dramatic, Don’t you think? Maybe live and learn is better, One requires less effort than the other but I can’t make up my mind which. My thoughts are important to me in this Moment, I have just finished reading a poem From someone who wonders if this is the last time … More AS I LIVE AND BREATHE
Stress-free Love Affair Sitting comfortably at Gold Coast Bagel Enjoying all of my treasures, The gifted tote bag, the automobile Squatting next to me, this snack; tasting of Salt and coffee Passing from table to gut, The poetry on the tiny screen In my hand. Everything I see and touch and Taste and swallow fits … More Hot Off The Press
Playing Fair and Being Kind 