Lost Scene: Dark Clouds
"Can you believe this?" Dan asked no one in particular, as he folded the newspaper aside. "25 shootings, 4 stabbings, 3 homicides on thanksgiving day," he paused for affect before…
Boring Routine, and Cookies
Checked messages this morning. Actually yesterday morning. Read a little in the bible, but the devotional was one that seemed generic, or at least didn't make sense to me. Then…
Happy Thanksgiving
Twas the day before Thanksgiving, and all through the farm; Turkeys where hiding, and coming to harm. The farmer was busily sharpening his ax, His wife looking forward to a…
The Reality of a Visit from the Grandkids
Talking over coffee, the realization hits that you miss the grandkids, and wish they could visit more often. Wouldn't it be nice if they could stay over. We have the…
Forgetting Where You Came From
Time marches forward, like troops in lock step. A vanguard of locked shields, and weapon at the ready. Forcing approval of policy, though many in the nation disagree with those…
Crazy Pilgrim Friends #ThanksgivingCarol
Or: My Lame Thanksgiving Carol. Pilgrims feast, and then grow fat. So sad, but way too quirky; They need full bellies of deer and turkey. Or pants could fall down,…
I Could Really Use a Cup of Coffee, or an Asperin, or a Long Nap
What a day. I feel like a fire hose has been going off in my head. Information overload. Cramming data, doing word searches, cross referencing, gathering, and packing it in.…
The End of a Bad Day
Or: Water Babies Janet returned to the living room after tucking the baby in for the night. Sitting back in her spot on the couch next to Dean, she commented,…
Angry and Short
I want to keep this ramble short; Avoiding arguments, but still rant and snort. In freehand writing, I may go long; To stick to rhyme and verse, emotions stay strong.…
Signs of Change
Lost leaves, raked up in piles, the scent of burnt leaves stinging the nostrils, and air that is becoming cool and brisk. Signs of the changing seasons. Fall is here,…