It was the same deep bark, a big-dog bark that I heard the last time I was here. I knew I looked eccentric, my hair wild, my eyes, red. I was on […]
Christmas, On the Sea of Love
This is Why I hate People
“You don’t need to be the tide to rise and fall, you don’t have to be a wave to touch the shore; just be a little sand-grain and feel them all”—Munia Khan […]
Soul to the Sea
“Get your black ass into the studio.” It was the final shot across Kurt’s bow. “Ships…pass in the night…so on the ocean of life, we pass and speak to one another, only […]
Aren’t We Better Than This?
She paints love on the walls in the City By The Sea. Juliet paints in black on white for our troubled blue planet. I wrote a bit about Juliet in 2019 when […]
A Sundae Kind of Love
It was a vanilla sundae kind of a day. It snowed that Sunday; I swam the day before, and I don’t like to do the same exercise for consecutive days, so I […]
Presence, And The Silver Sea
I love fog. So when I biked the boards recently, I was pleased to see the pale veil over Long Beach shore. Hundreds of gulls nestled in the sand… …then rose, a […]
Angels In Our Midst…
The ladies exposed themselves to me. I saw them for what they were, stewards of our shore, picking up trash washed in by the tide. Angels, pure white-winged angels strode before me. […]
The Innocents
“Dogs’ lives are too short. Their only fault, really.” (Agnes Sligh Turnbull) Do you like poems? There are some I don’t like, too much struggle. Many evoke awe, but we have to […]
Passions, and America
It was not like shooting fish in a barrel, it was actually, shooting fish—from a barrel. I was a U.S. Marine Corps Cannoneer. We fired 95 lb explosive projectiles about a dozen […]
Life and the Sea
The beach was vast and empty, but for the shorebirds. Both east and west of me, they gathered like tidal pools of fluttering feathers. It was a sparkling October day, about sixty, […]
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