Sense and Susceptibility



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We are all tempted by a grand design…

Something of an imaginary kind…

Incense so zealous…yet, not ours to find.

A pungent temptress.

An oak’s sweetness…

A nutmeg sheltered in bitterness.

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After the hibernation, when frolic peppers the air.

It is there.

It is there.

Looking In with Outside Eyes

I look at the faces of those I have yet to meet…

and, with their sheltered glance back.

100_1215I wonder what it is they see.

Solitary in this chilled climate.

My greeting of gratitude have loss their appeal.

The slow melt of morning’s snow.

These ‘one size’ fits all deceits…are all mine.

Looking in with outside eyes.

I have no time for a complacent mind.

The Pains of Neutral

There are eccentricities about time that many… will never get.

Similar to chasing the family pet.

imageedit_8_2028553240There is a mortal need to have it all around.

Thou, it is injured and too tightly wound.


It may surface that there are brisk critics regaled  for being too passionately black.

And, those willing to make the ‘devil’s pact.’


As followed, before, the ache arrived, minutes filled the air.

As original as, the snowflakes in which we place our grateful cares.

Mind over the matters of time.

The pain of neutral.

No joy from fast forward or rewind.


For myself, revelations, on a dusky December day,

That, I too, conceded,

from the comfort of living in the in between.


There had been a frozen dust to the air.

It covered my tracks…

Or, considerate me…

I found myself not lost…for I never looked back.imageedit_6_4922132711

True Insanity

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Dog Ma bathroom antics

A thoughtful and gracious smile requires nothing of me.

A natural and bare all laugh craves only a family.

A society that in-sync, adorns rapture with  folly.

Stay in touch with your true insanity!

Stay in touch with your insanity…have a very grateful day!

a Menace to My Welfare

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Today, a gratitude list that includes…gratitude!

It is so much easier to appreciate life with a full cup.  But…let me not forget, if the cup is full it is more likely to spill.

I struggle with bone crunching pain, morning, mid-day, night, and, every second in between.

Do I remember to give praise for simple things?  For the ability to walk, shower, play with the dogs…embrace my wife?

Fifty percent of the time, no, thanksgiving is not on my list.  I am busy strapping a brace on.  Medicating the physical pain away.  And/or, not practicing what I preach.

My mother had been placed on oxygen the other day.  She is daunted with COPD.  She too wonders about this…the glass is full…predicament.

Yet, as I watch her, I think to myself…

‘She has the ability to breathe again.  She can do what not too long ago…she could not.  Indeed, the device is disabling, to a degree, but the life it is offering far out weighs the bad.’


Loss of mindfulness is why people engage in useless pursuits, do not care for their own interests and remain un-alarmed in the presence of things which actually menace their welfare.

-Siddharha Gautama

There is a way to overcome our pain…if we just outside of ourselves.