Interpret however you want
title: Sleep
date: January 21st, 2014
I would sleep for our country in the olympics and not just for the extra nap.
I would do it for for our country's glory eschewing a sleeping cap.
I know my mind when it's had sleep its edge sharp and bright
until I cut into my stress then I want again to sleep at night
title: The Single Minded Focus
date: December 5th, 2013
It went away I had to make friends with ambiguity smell the roses and wait
The waiting is almost over now and it came back yesterday
It crept in I lost time and forgot it's tenacity metal music marching along
The waiting is almost over now and it came back
Now we are of one mind
title: Seattle
date: December 5th, 2013
Walking the hills of Seattle many of the people are so much better dressed, I feel like a country boy even though I'm not.
Smelling the air from Puget Sound I remember that Seattle was a country boy too. All of these well dressed people are as out of place as I am.
title: Fishing
date: December 1st, 2013
I went fishing with my Mom because I learned to fish from her. The rivers of Ohio with white bass and trout.
Yesterday the wind whipped around us, but the rain held off. Only a few bites and no fish to hand.
I asked her if she took me fishing because she was worried about me.
She said, no, because you're the only one crazy enough to fish with me on a day like this.
title: My Ax
date: November 28, 2013
A purpose of the ax, sliding against long sticks of cedar, before making the fire, edge blunted that tasted concrete clumsiness.
Idle file in the toolbox knows steel and sharpness, strongly grooved, confident.
Seldom they meet, until a bird needs readied for the table, then compassion is in the sound of their embrace.
title: The House in Valley
date: November 27, 2013
I recall growing up and visiting the house in Valley. Fields my Grandpa planted. The crowing of chickens. The sweet air far from town. Walking with my Dad, tracking deer through a fresh November snow.