Thinkers and Dreamers

Thinkers and Dreamers

“He goes about his life with his head up in the clouds,” they scoff and with a brusk wave of their hands brush him aside. But where they are blind, the dreamers and the poets, the artists and the philosophizers have the vision to glean from the sky the secrets of life. And in the … Continue reading

Neomarica: The Color of Love

Neomarica: The Color of Love

  In the garden she sat upon a stone, taking a rest from her daily devoir to ponder her purpose in the world about her. She closed her eyes, as she so often did at times like this, her face turned toward the morning sun, and ruminated on all that she was not and all … Continue reading

A Puddle, A Bus, A Remembrance of Us

A Puddle, A Bus, A Remembrance of Us

Rainwater has soaked within the soles of my waterproofed boots +++++++ (darn these cheap boots! and +++++++ they were expensive, too!) as I am with my trusty umbrella thrust in one hand while the other is in the air hailing a bus that never bothers to slow even though I stand in the spot most … Continue reading

In an instant

In an instant

+++++++++++++ Imagine, if you will this split-minute, still- frame moment of time, feel it on the fringe of your skin, sense it within +++++++++++++ then reduce it till it is no more than a breath, a blink, a beat, a photon blast at sunlit speed! +++++++++++++ next slow it down, spread it out and let … Continue reading

The Experience

The Experience

She wanted nothing more, for there were no things worth wanting anymore. And as for wanting itself, even that had become a tiresome chore to her as it grew and swelled, so she let that go as well, for it was taking up too much of her time, using up precious space in her mind … Continue reading