matchbox cars and the sad notes

And it starts off with something simple . . .
The first time is usually the roughest. This is when the conscience speaks.
This is when the voice of better judgment steps in—but greed responds to silence them both.

The first time I ever took something that wasn’t mine was Continue reading

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Still going . . .

I never sat on a balcony overlooking the Pacific Ocean.
But I’ve dreamed about it.
I’ve dreamt of palm trees blowing in the wind, the sound of California’s streets moving below me, and the West Coast sun falling into a sea I have only seen in my thoughts.

The world is filled with critics and criticism.
There will always be someone looking to Continue reading

Where I Belong: Something from the Tattooed Minister

“I came home late last night and the stars were the brightest I’ve seen in a long time.
Usually, the city glare brightens the sky too much to notice them.
But it was late, and most of that brightness had gone to sleep.

I stood in front of my house and looked up;
I tried to find the biggest star and see if I could recognize any of the constellations.
I looked for Orion’s Belt and The Big Dipper.
I noticed strips of clouds hidden in the deep-night sky
and watched a plane fly overhead with its blinking lights.

I grew up here. In this town I mean.
I moved away for a while, but I came back.
The way life moves in circles and reconnects us is pretty amazing, if you think about it.

Someday, this will all make for an amazing story . . .”

October has changed the face of my neighborhood. Aside from the branches of emptying trees, or the color-changing leaves that Continue reading

quick poem

Love:

I understand the cold war comes after heartbreak
however, the resurrection of love
shines brightest beneath the moonlight.

Night falls and if you say yes,
I could feel you,
or we could coincide like those who survive winter
and hold each other to create our own substance.
(
Or warmth)

Relationships are an ongoing trade.
Wouldn’t you agree? Continue reading

the hammer and chisel

The Hammer and Chisel . . .

Every plumber has a hammer and chisel in their tool box. They may not always need them, but every plumber, steam fitter, or even carpenters and other trade workers have these simple tools in their collection.
The mechanics of these tools are simple; place the chisel on the spot, hold it tight, aim for its head, and then swing the hammer as hard as you can. But try not to miss. There is no difficult science to this; however, there is definitely a talent to using a hammer and chiself

Back when I worked for Continue reading

drunk story

The idea of tomorrow seems too far away for the young mind to consider. I was young once too. I swore the fire from the bridges I burned behind me would light my way. But the light from the flames dwindled as I moved on, and when I turned back to see where I was—the light was gone, and it was too dark for me to retrace my footsteps and find my way back.

Closing winter, the sun returned with more warmth and the ground thawed. I was on the corner of Prospect and East Meadow Avenue. It was late afternoon and the sun was Continue reading