Ma’am, I’m Sorry…

I woke up speaking this morning. I must have been dreaming, but the imagery and sounds and not remembered. I suppose thusly, not important. What is clear and without contestation, is that when I woke, I did so while letting slip spoken orations of a hauntingly poignant apology. This unwitting impulse of speech was spoken... Continue Reading →

I Will Remember Them…

I was young. Arrogant, maybe… Though my youthful soul had been tested and forged within the fires of tragedy and tribulation, nothing had prepared me for what I was doing in that moment on that run way. I stood rigid, still, tall and motionless in-spite of the galling winds. To my left, a man dressed... Continue Reading →

Tapestry Of Torment.

Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake… oh what a fortunate peace that would make... No, this is not a declaration that I wish to die. I do not. Despite how it reads. Rather, this is more-so an aphorism of... Continue Reading →

The Return!

Hello everyone! Don’t adjust your eyes, it’s true – I am BACK! I know that it has been a while since my last post and I would like to humbly apologize for my truancy. Now, when I say, unexcused absence, what I mean is that I simply and seemingly disappeared without warning nor explanation. I... Continue Reading →

Home

I grew-up in a small town. A sleepy little place that should you find yourself unsuspectingly passing through, you may miss it if you happen to blink for long enough. It’s a beautiful place. A place carved deep into the glen of a mountainous landscape and nestled gently along the banks of a pristine lake... Continue Reading →

Taps…

I believe I have mentioned it before, somewhere within the verbose script that is my blog, how a simple gesture that is meant in kindness can cripple me for a few yet agonizing seconds. I am positive that within a passing paragraph or two I have lamented about it. Though, not in detail, not yet…... Continue Reading →

About, Bob

I was seventeen when I first watched a man die. I did not know that he was dying at the time, but, ultimately that moment when I stood beside him at the edge of his bed, it would be the last time that I would see him alive. An ambulance would arrive, and the paramedics... Continue Reading →

Number Three…

For those whom know me or feel as though they do through the written wounds within this blog, you will know that rain is my ally. The euphonious sounds of falling sky bring respite to my aching mind. It helps me bring peace to an otherwise war-torn soul. So, tonight when I began to fall... Continue Reading →

Dark

Last Sunday, I decided to put the bottle down. I have been sober ever since. It’s only been a number of days, sure. But that is no easy task for a man who both loves the taste as well as its medicinal effect against the wounds that others cannot see. Not surprisingly, it’s been a... Continue Reading →

Heavy and Weightless

“Matty? Matty, what is it? Oh my God, what’s wrong?” …   Her mollifying voice glanced off my shoulders from behind before entering my ears. It was the middle of the night and prior to my current situation of being seated on the edge of our bed, we had been sleeping blissfully intervolved with one-another.... Continue Reading →

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