Category Archives: Musings

TALKING TO MYSELF (Excerpt from my memoirs) I kept thinking how amazing it all was. In the inner realm are storehouses of literally inexhaustible creative energy flowing this way and that, pooling together, flowing apart, ever creating while being created, … Continue reading →

THE PARK BENCH Photo courtesy Wayne Thiel Up here, the sky is menacing, a cloudbank, dense and dark when from that bank a light streams forth. In me it finds its mark, falls on fall-painted leaves, so soft, and softens, … Continue reading →

THE SKY AND I American flag hoisted high by the curb noisily rattling the glaring sun two days to Columbus Day. One autumn leaf, absent-minded, joining the ground by my feet. Car motors, traffic-ribboned, drowning out leaf sound, bird-song. How … Continue reading →

The Window Pane and I Seven days of winter rain. Seems I am the window pane. Rain-drenched branches weigh the tree, and my knee is full of pain. Inner gloom and outer gloom squeeze my heart. “Time out, make room,” … Continue reading →

WISH UPON A STAR (III) Pinecones, adorned with bows and ribbons, Each cone holds a star, Paper-sculpted, a German traditions For generations, going back far. The star is folded with nimble fingers, And with love, the only glue; Cherish the … Continue reading →

WISH UPON A STAR (II) Pinecones, adorned with bows and ribbons: Each carries a sixteen-pointed star, Paper sculpted, a German tradition, Bringing greetings from afar. Folded and molded with nimble fingers, With love as the only glue, Behold the wonder … Continue reading →

WISH UPON A STAR (I) Pinecones adorned with bows and ribbons: Each carries a small Moravian star, Paper-sculpted, a centuries old German tradition, Sending you greetings from afar. Folded and molded with nimble fingers And with love as the only … Continue reading →

A POEM OF NOTE (OR NONSENSE) So what if I jot down my happiness in simple descriptions, never bizarre. This time we’re dealing with bugs. Yes, you heard right. There are bugs in that car, that jet-black, brand-new, electronic, platonic … Continue reading →