The truth

Will be hidden

As we are


By the lies.

November 12, 2017 at 11:34 pm 1 comment




I have the dreams

Of a young man,

Denying my age

In my fantasy.

November 10, 2017 at 9:30 pm 1 comment

Vanishing Tracks

This poem may respond to many people. Thanks for your strength for your loved ones, gone but still here to love.

Translations from the English


Doris Marie Lawson Schwaner, 7/3/1939 – 11/8/2017

I wrote this for my mother a little over six years ago. She’d been battling Alzheimer’s disease for several years. I heard her voice yesterday afternoon and she heard mine, thanks to my sister. 

Vanishing Tracks (II)

What is resilient in us is resistant to memory
When the memory goes she will be some other self
Still resilient to the sailing light and shadow
And hungers and exhaustions of love
Made maybe even more immediate

When the resilience goes what is that then

When the resistance goes what is that

Just outside her heart she hears a sound in the night
I am out there knocking on the dusty porch
I have brought a friend with me
When she opens the door will she see herself
Holding my hand?

Do you remember when the car door opened up
As you drove and I…

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November 10, 2017 at 8:14 pm Leave a comment


What’s done is done

I can’t go back

To right the wrongs

To heal the wounds.

November 9, 2017 at 10:40 pm 1 comment




I first had this feeling whenever I saw Trump signing a new piece of legislation as all around him, Vic President Pence, Paul Ryan and others smiling and affirming their agreement, no matter

Dare they not?

I recall a meeting I once viewed of a meeting with Trump and his cabinet. Sitting around a table each member was given a chance to speak. The comments went around the table as each member present gave a glowing report of Trump’s presidency. Dare they do otherwise?

This recalled an image of Hitler. Reflections of his generals telling Hitler that all was fine as the world stumbled to chaos.


November 8, 2017 at 8:45 pm 2 comments

Science and Magic are Two Sides of the Same Coin

I thought some of my fellow writers would enjoy this post.

A Writer's Path

by Ryan Decaria

After much contemplation about writing magic systems, I’ve decided on a new writing philosophy. These guides work for me, but should in no way be considered “writing rules”.

  1. In fantasy, I’m going to treat my magic systems like a science
  2. In science fiction, I’m going to treat my “pushed” science like magic

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November 3, 2017 at 9:12 pm Leave a comment




I recall the little boy

Full of hope

And no one

To give him


Thoughts beyond

His young mind

Could not understand.


He became a man

And as in his youth

There are no answers.


October 24, 2017 at 11:03 pm 2 comments

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