I remembered that it all started with voices just before I lost any ability to discern them. What were they saying? Finis…finished, perhaps—I couldn’t tell. And, where did they go? After which followed darkness and an incomprehensive enlightenment. It was a place somewhat clear and cloudy; peaceful, then stormy. I was in this bubble of disbelief. […]
Ode to this Curs’d Verse
Poetry in Motion: Every once in a while I will publish a poem to frame my emotions into some perspective, give an ode to curs’d life, and/or assert my human face. They may get dark, but I do welcome comments that will help me understand my life within them. This is my attempt at the […]
Caught Between Regret and Salvation
A few mornings ago my little boy asked me, “Táto, are you afraid of anything?” Perplexed, although trying not to look as so, I scratched my head and did my best dad-is-weird-Charlie-Chaplin schtick—normally a daily routine saved for laughs with my little one. But this time, it was to buy time—to ponder the nuance of […]
Upon a Pending Death
Poetry in Motion: Every once in a while I will publish a poem to frame my emotions into some perspective and assert my human face. They may get dark, but I do welcome comments that will help me understand my life within them. This is my attempt at the poetic form Haibun. Upon a Pending […]