Feeling Bloggy

Whose faces
will I miss

Harry
smile
gentle
humorous
difted to sleep

Lawrence
smiling
wry humor
straight faced
depressed
hopeless
took himself away

Shirley
strong
fierce
independent
slipped across the river

Winston
tall
quiet
stoic
kidnapped by
cancer

Carolyn
funny
cheerful
caring
wistful
here
gone

how can something
so natural
leave such a large
empty
space

Blog of the Blog

Thanksgiving
turkey
tasty
trippin'
tatamount
to
tipsy
tyranasaurus
rex

Blog of the Day Before Thanksgiving

BotD November 21, 2007

the day before thanksgiving
the day before we know
what we will be thankful for

the day before
not the day of
to experience
not the day after
to remember
but the day before
in blissful ignorance

anticipation of
but no knowledge of
what is to come

the day before 9-11
the day before I lost my sight
the day before my daughter was born
the day before my dad died
the day before Katrina
the day before Nagasaki

hope -- faith -- joy
but the greatest of these is
love

the day before

Whatever of the Day

In the large scheme of thingss
my life is unimportant
irrelevant
insignificant
a small dot
in the larger dot
that makes up my neighborhood
city
county
state
country
world
in the universe

but it doesn't feel
that way
ever

Whatever / Whenever

I visited my home two weeks ago.
Not my home of now, but my home of then. It was amazingly unchanged, kind of.
The sidewalk is the same, the house is gone.
The corner is the same, the tree is gone.
Marie's house is the same, Marie is gone.
The fall smelled crisp, the old field had neatly mown grass.
The rain trickled down the window, neatly whisked away by automatic windshield wipers.

I had the strange sense of being in two places at once, wrapped in a mental time machine that never moved; it just tweaked my senses.