Through and Back

This was written a very long time ago when I was a completely different person. It is strange how we see ourselves when we look back and can understand the changes that took place between the now and the then. That is one of the great little things about writing or keeping journals. It gives… Continue reading Through and Back


The Man and His Rock

Once upon an evening a man set atop a big rock and stunk. He stunk so bad the rock turned green, The man’s world was gray, people were mean. Turning green in discomfort the rock then pledged, “To the man sitting on my head, I promise you that revenge will be mine, And will be… Continue reading The Man and His Rock

Blind Eye

He stood tall, proud, and unhappy. The brass, silver, and gold trimmings on his uniform glistened in the early morning sunlight. The morning dew reflected off his black  boots as it clung to the freshly cut green grass. Headstones seemed to stand taller and more formidible, as if at attention to his presence. His cracked… Continue reading Blind Eye