Reverie

REVERIE Is there a string to run out? I’m listening to Van Cliburn play the piano; one of my favorite composers and pieces. It takes me far away and long ago, as they say. The music transports whole decades and continents as my body releases the recordings of injury and insult. This has been a … More Reverie

Potato Patch

I think this is a repeat posting of this poem however I am feeling more than usual homesick today and that alone validates a repeat. Six days after writing this poem, which describes the view from my living space of the cove across the road, I slipped into the Beastie II and headed for Pennsylvania … More Potato Patch

El Padrino

I’ve been overwhelmed with good fortune and new experiences beyond words. I am still processing my trip over the past month that I have been quiet on this page. Please forgive my absence and enjoy this short story that I just completed today. The story is true to the last detail. I hope you enjoy … More El Padrino