Monthly Archives: September 2017

TWO THINGS AT ONCE

Too many serious matters engulf our world and I don’t know enough to comment wisely about them even if consulted (which has not been the case). So I turn to trivial matters because I must turn to “something” because I … Continue reading

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THE GULLS

Every day I see them – I see them atop the posts driven into the Bay some time ago as harbor markers. The gulls fly and then access their tops and wait for their lunch or dinner to swim by. … Continue reading

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THE FLAG

There is a place I sit sometimes and look at the nearby flagpole where an American flag spends its days waving – or trying to wave. Often the wind wraps it around the pole and then diminishes so that the … Continue reading

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I LOVE THE DAWN

I love the dawn. It makes me want to sing a song — but I can’t sing. What can I give to live a little longer just to feel another dawn? Is it wrong to plead and ask the One … Continue reading

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AFTER SHAVING

I stand here in the midst of many galaxies marveling that I have been allowed to be. I stand here in front of this mirror half naked amazed at who I am and what I’ve been — aware that I … Continue reading

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HE MANAGES TO FORGET

So often while sitting in his recliner he looks across the room at the big glass screen. He scans the menu of tragedies that unfold throughout the world. What can an old man say or do as calamities unravel before … Continue reading

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MANY ACORNS

Yesterday I walked on many acorns – acorns by the thousands – a carpet of them! Irma blew so many from the live oak trees nearby. Some of them — or at least one of them, I think will germinate … Continue reading

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DEFERENTIAL

Out walking she takes his arm – gently as they come to a curb – or an alley or a street. She takes his arm – gently as they approach uneven sidewalks. She takes his arm – gently as they … Continue reading

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TIME AND SPACE

About eighty years ago I began to wonder about TIME AND SPACE.   When did TIME begin and end?   How far is it to the edge of SPACE?   I wasn’t too serious about these things nor smart enough … Continue reading

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HAPPY LABOR DAY

Happy Labor Day! Play and be gay. Throw all grief away. – Let your smiling stay and be a sunshine ray to anyone going your way. This attitude will pay.

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