OBSERVATION & OPINIONS

WHEN WILL WE EVER LEARN

The recent tragedy in Florida should never have happened and the guilt is divided among many levels. The news speaks to this, I will not here.

To say this country’s desire of gun ownership and tolerance of the violence they cause is beyond comprehension. I’m not saying guns should be banned. The problem is determining who should be allowed to own them. That determination, as of now, is beyond the powers that be. To do this will take difficult decisions and our current government is not willing or able to make those decisions to protect our citizens.

I have come up with a solution.

Donate more money than the NRA is able to the campaigns of congressmen. If that is done change may be accomplished. The representatives of this country appear to put the continuation of their career before the welfare of the people they represent.

This is a sad situation, but I fear it is the truth.

February 18, 2018 at 1:14 am 2 comments

OBSERVATIONS AND OPINIONS

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE CONSTITUTION?

It appears our President has the opinion that not supporting him is a treasonous act and un-American. Does anyone find this as frightening as I do?

I feel this opinion violates more than one part of our Constitution. What is happening to our country when the President, defender of the Constitution, has this opinion?

 

 

February 7, 2018 at 9:49 pm 2 comments

LATEST PUBLICATION: CEMETERY MOON

I thought I would pass along a link to the Cemetery Moon website.

My story is in issue 14. I would like you to read it, but more importantly, I would like you to support the small presses printing words sometimes lost in the wilderness.

http://www.fortresspublishinginc.com/index_files/cm.html

January 30, 2018 at 11:07 pm Leave a comment

A NEW PUBLICATION

HE FLEW AWAY, A NEW PUBLICATION

I mentioned this in a past entry that I had my story, He Flew Away, accepted by Cemetery Moon.
It has now been published and I am providing a link if you should like to make a purchase. It’s been a long time since my last publication and my hope is this is only the beginning.
Check out the Cemetery Moon website, and if you are interested by a copy which includes my story.
Whatever you do, support writers. They are a voice during conflict as we are now suffering and a way to, however brief, enter the world of the mind.
http://www.fortresspublishinginc.com/index_files/cm.html

January 25, 2018 at 11:47 pm 1 comment

A LEGENDARY WRITER IS GONE

I’m sure all lovers of science fiction and fantasy know that Ursula K. Le Guin has left us at the age of 88 to explore the next plane.

I enjoyed reading her work and often thought her name could be a character in her writing.

I’ve enclosed a review of her life.

https://www.publishersweekly.com/pw/by-topic/industry-news/Obituary/article/75897-ursula-k-le-guin-dies-at-88.html?utm_source=Publishers+Weekly&utm_campaign=e725b7716f-EMAIL_CAMPAIGN_2018_01_24&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_0bb2959cbb-e725b7716f-305142821

 

January 24, 2018 at 8:17 pm Leave a comment

OPINIONS AND OBSERVATIONS

A CRY FOR HELP

 

I plead for someone to work to save our country.

I am heartbroken but what our country now represents with values lost from the past. This is not the country of life and freedom, with honor, protection and hope ad it was for all it’s citizens. It a land of gain and profit with no concern for the land’s future.

Please, someone save us from a future never meant for us.

December 16, 2017 at 12:41 am 1 comment

Scarecrow Remembers

A very fine poet. Check out his poetry. You will not be disappointed.

O at the Edges

 

Scarecrow Remembers

I recall nothing before my eyes captured
the horizon and the looped whorl of night’s
afterglow, the first crow-plumes
crossing from left to right, awakened to
everything but my history and what
preceded the morning. By midday
I had mastered the secret language of
corvids and learned to interpret the wind’s
folly. When the sun eased below the hills,
I divined the angle of declination and tilted
my head to true north, thinking this is my
calling, to point the way.
But how few
of us bottle our life’s cause to sip as
needed. Later my dark friends whispered
the truth, and we laughed among the
rustling stalks as I pointed the way
not to the Alhambra or even Wichita,
but to the choicest kernels. Placed here
for one purpose, another claimed me.
I am the future without past, the present
decaying, tomorrow’s joke, impermanent
and shadowed…

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December 15, 2017 at 11:20 pm 1 comment

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