Their eyes met in the realm of possibility. That scape where interests often collide. Sharing a curiosity, engaging in a little myth making. Together they forge nothing into machinations constructed to delight the imagination. Her beauty is evident, he also caught a glimpse of her strength. Her words soft and sweet, to him like laceContinue reading “Lace and Honey”
Tag Archives: Musings
Play the hand
Time is a healerLife is a dirty dealerPlay the hand, bet smartWinning ultimately, an artTime is short, per seGet to doing it, today
Rambling cinquain 03/28/23
one downa few to golife has its ways, for surebegging, stealing, nah just borrowstill infeelinganother day playing the gameblessed, grateful, humble yeshappy, I guessindeed
Rebuilding my station
After many years away from amateur radio, I am slowly adding back equipment. I had sold all of my radios and I gave away antennas, and station accessories, that weren’t homebrew. Given my current QTH (place of residence), I am limited on the types and numbers of antenna’s I can deploy. As I live inContinue reading “Rebuilding my station”
Fair to say
It is fair to say, this space is all over the place. From various attempts at poetry. To snippets of short stories. And then there is the amateur radio updates. So, why not throw a little gaming into the mix as well. I am most looking forward to the release of Diablo IV. I startedContinue reading “Fair to say”
Interesting Times
The Pentagon talks of “motherships” in our galaxy. Tech companies tout the wisdom of AI chat bots.War and conflict so prevelent, it no longer makes the “news”.Science, political and fiction, have displaced rational thought.Quite peculiar.
Some Sun
We’ll take some sunWhile we are moving, forwardNever looking back
Keep On
In these very uncertain times, all one can do is keep your head. Keep your Faith. And keep on keeping on.
Gentle Reminder
As she told her story, he was captured. Fully immersed in her descriptions and reminiscences. The porch she described, he could hear the creaking as people moved around it. The laughter and gentle breeze that moved across the gathering. The snapping of pole beans readied for canning. The fresh baked goodness of pie floating onContinue reading “Gentle Reminder”
Rambling cinquains
Inside warm, inviting a cozy fire crackles away from deception, almost at home A throne challenged anew stands resolute, mighty judging fate as sound, not lacking Resolved Aground wrecked long ago once a mighty vessel sailing calm and menacing seas tall ship Rambling cinquains
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