Honeysuckle Heat (continued)

From Honeysuckle Heat… He resisted the urge to sprint toward, grab, twirl, and embrace the vision, afraid that his passion might vaporize the dream that seemed to float in front of him. He began to walk toward the vision with slow and steady steps that did not match his racing heart. Steady steps trying to …

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Honeysuckle Heat

It was late and the human sounds that hummed during the day had retired, inviting the frogs and cicadas to fill the silence with their nighttime melodies. He had given up on sleep and decided to walk down to the lake. He slipped on his boat shoes but left his crumpled t-shirt on the unmade …

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Found at Sea (audio)

"Found at Sea" ~ Short Story (audio) I swam to the edge of comfortable, then I paddled some more. Why am I doing this? What is pulling me forward? I see the shore, that is where I should be – with my feet firmly planted on settling ground, supporting my sensibilities. I ponder my situation …

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Lasting fatherly Impressions (video)

https://videopress.com/v/7ZRzCKRF?preloadContent=metadata blanket pulled back bare feet step on the gritty floor hands grab camera bag hands throw on a baseball cap sandy feet slip into damp flip-flops flip-flops rush out the stuck door legs extend into the early morning gray careful steps along the wooden planks eyes begin to focus and notice a suspended evening …

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Cactus Tops and Teardrops

The old man with a rod in his hand, listening to Creedence Clearwater Revival, watched her walk by. Someone to fill his eyes and his time. Nowhere to go. Nowhere to be. Living an afternoon dream. A life his own. No one, but himself, to please. He’s not lonely. He can talk to the fish …

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His last two quarters

An intimate and touching excerpt about adult children making end-of-life decisions just after their father took his final breath. A true story that is both highly personal and widely universal. ................................... “Have you considered what you would like your father to wear to the mortuary?” the hospice social worker, Shawn, asked. My brother, Nick, and …

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a first Love that Endures

A connection made at the age of seven has sustained and nurtured me, guarded my privacy, given me a voice, captured my tears, helped me reflect and remember, encouraged my imagination and dreams, protected my prayers, listened without judgment, and allowed me to scream and swear. My close confidant has helped me become and sometimes …

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Spell Binder, Dream Keeper

I did not expect to see you, still on the scene, when I stepped out to breathe the quiet in between memories and endless possibilities. You stayed longer than I thought you would, until the last of the dancing candles disappeared under a flame-ending hood. It was worth surrendering twilight sleep to watch you glimmer …

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Dreamy Visit, Surprising Gifts

My post is both a true story and a tribute to a woman who left this world too soon, but not without leaving a lasting and loving impression on me, her niece, and on countless others who adored her. Those who have been following my blog since at least July, may remember from my post, …

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Complimentary Jar (audio poetic prose)

A week into November and I remembered that it is National Gratitude Month. Maybe an entire month devoted to gratitude has been canceled, like so many other happenings this year, or likely, its appearance was buried under election and COVID updates. Maybe we are all feeling pandemic fatigue, leaving us little energy to feel or …

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