Thoughts on Writing

Subtle messages seem to pop out of nowhere. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing. I carry a small yellow sticky pad in my truck, just in case. Inspiration doesn’t give any notice or wait for you, and if you don’t write it down, it’s lost forever. But, I don’t usually worry about that, because it will just Continue reading “Thoughts on Writing”


Angel of the Water

An Angel Who already had a Name

Belonging to her parents

That Angel grew through the years

Rushing down, down, down the stream of life

See, look quick!

Blood is thicker than any other blood

The Water flowed under the bridge of time

Carrying away memory of me

An Angel who already had a Continue reading “Angel of the Water”


I always loved “Annabel Lee,” by Edgar Allen Poe. That’s kind of what got me motivated at a young age to start writing poetry and short stories. Much later in life I came across reading “Open All Night,” a book of what I see as prose poetry by Charles Bukowski.

I especially loved the Poem named, “Dinosauria, we,” published in his book, “The Last Night Of The Earth Poems.” Throughout the poem he uses “Born into This.” His poetry sparked me to write my own material like, Continue reading “Poetry”

Meet Duff

Meet Duff Chapter 1

Think Pink!

It’s Monday. Morty was going to blow his head off. When the Lumberjack appeared, he laughed in his face, wildly swinging a double edged AXE. He whispered in his ear. “Pull that Trigger–Shooter! Go ahead–Sweet Cheeks!”

He lowered the gun. A casket appeared in the woods. It silently urged him to Continue reading “Meet Duff”

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Excerpt from Meet Duff

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Meet Duff Chapter 2

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Crowded Malls

Walking through crowded Malls bumping into people

Muddling through grimacing

Looking at the hot sun through my small car window saving a lousy quart of gas

Tossing crumpled hamburger papers over my shoulder turning left on Mulberry Drive

Scratching my anguished head

Longing for Taco Tuesday craving an ice cold beer

Looking at that overdue bill that screams at me in the corner over there

Calling in sick to work submerging anonymously into a theater sitting next to a Continue reading “Crowded Malls”

Deafly Thinking

Arise and walk softly like dead men do

Straight into that terrible night

Follow them in the blackest tunnel of tunnels

There, lies the burning image of all things past

Where lights above pass quickly behind the corpse’s footsteps

Catch up to him fella, he walks slow enough

Tap him on his shoulder, he’ll Continue reading “Deafly Thinking”

Hell Bent

Hell bent and nothing left to lose

Pulled the long worn tarp off the fifty nine Cad in that dusty old one car garage

Squeezed into that crusty leather jacket

Started up old Black Bessie with decrepit battery cables

Driving nineteen sixty three Cadillac Hearse down my shady road full of dark houses

Hell bent sweaty hands grimy wheel rolling down blood moon road

Enter Highway 666 ninety miles an hour and climbing

Gusts of wind

Old greasy hair

Echoing words sweet bobby sock girl

Her memory sleeps in an Continue reading “Hell Bent”

Sweet Addiction

Oh, give praise to the glory of that precious

hot black bitter poison

we just have to have in the morning!

Better than gold it is

Gets us up and going

A gift that keeps on giving

That wormy Trojan horse!

That double edged knife!

That two sided coin!

That keeps on robbing our Continue reading “Sweet Addiction”


There’s bad in the world


There’s good in the world


But, where does it live?


Where is good and bad, really?


Isn’t it in the hearts and minds of mankind?


I do pray, but I can’t tell outside me that anything has been changed by God because of me and my invisible prayers


God doesn’t change


Why would he?


He doesn’t have to answer to anyone


He calls the shots


I have changed though


Sometimes, out of sheer necessity


I can look back through my life and see that it’s so


I can verify that


I learned a valuable lesson in life that I can change no one but me


And, it’s been mighty hard


At times, very easy


Change is good


Change is bad


But, only I can make me change


I can’t change you


No one likes to be changed


No one can be made to change


They have to muster up their own motivation


I keep telling myself I can change


And, I know I still can


Because, I did so before on many occasions


Sometimes, I did it for the wrong reasons


I changed for someone else because they wanted me to change


Then, when I did


They didn’t want me anymore


Because, I was not the same person they met in the beginning


Funny how that works


There are still some things about me I want to change


It never happens when I want it to


It happens in its own time although the basic me will never change


Sometimes, we’re not quite ready for a change in ourselves or surroundings


I know that I can change the way I look at things even though I’m old and set in my ways


God has all the time he wants to do whatever it is he does


And, I know his work is hidden from my eyes and ears


I’m sure he feels it’s none of my damned business what he does, how he thinks, and all that garbage


I’m just me trying to get by and get to the next level


Because when you think you’re wise


Life proves you wrong


And, sometimes when something changes in you


You can’t figure out if it made your life worse or better


You may still have the wrong idea


You may never know what’s up or down about it


Like the wisest men, I don’t have endless time here on earth to think things out like God does


My time here is a mere speck of sand in eternity


Yet, In the meantime…


My body changes, my mind changes, and my spirit changes


From head to toe


Straight down to the place my soul lives


Wherever that is


No one knows


Or, will ever find out…