Jan and I were very fortunate to have as a dinner guest yesterday evening Diane Brinker who was one of the eight sisters of Kathleen Briles. There were 9 girls and 2 boys. Diane shared a lot of details with us and it was a pure blessing to simply be able to sit and talk with her. In some ways, having conversations with her and others, the people in these stories become family to me as I ride along listening to the fun days and the sad days. It is so sad to me to meet them with all this pain brought about by one person, and the tragedy is that Kathleen would not have died if the FBI had not failed to keep their computer data base up to date. Diane shared photos of her sister and her family with us. It was a wonderful evening but so tragically brought about. It leaves me with a major responsibility to write Nightmare in Terra Ceia with as much sensitivity as I can muster.
STANDOFF is a book of poems that I will be publishing soon. This poem is one of them: BARE. I simply decided that I would post this one for the time being. I hold the copyright on this.
Flesh laid back,
Raw, no cover to protect
From salt thrown upon there where the whip struck
Beneath the layer thin and thick
Atop with matted hair that hides
Emotions deep run and amid course shall stall
As the owner fails to know the path laid out
Laid out, but not in common diagram of visual plane
Leaving the direction needles spinning mindless there
Nor can one tell or master the storms drifting path
Should path be there hiding beneath a lacquer veneer while
The stronger weather yet to come as emotions gather
As they gather well before the bow that dips deep
So very deep, and then sliding down the hill so steep
Deep down, deep down, falling into the trough beneath emotions towers
Towers without sight of top, nor bottom have
Crashing then they upon decks wet awash with memories tossed
As the pilot fights to stay the line invisible before them
And fails to see the coming of the loss of light
As clouds of thought weigh down the saddened soul
While deck and hold covers fail to stop the rushing waters in
The ship stalls, shudders, shatters from within, rolls, and sinks beneath a wall of tears.
10/3/2016 Copyright GORDON KUHN ass rights reserved.
Yesterday was my birthday. It was not a significant day for me. Nothing stood out. There was no “wow” factor. For me it was just another day. But for my wife, and my friends, it held a different meaning. Oddly no one actually asked me how old I am. Perhaps that was out of politeness. Perhaps, like me, they recognize that in life everything is moving forward. So on the day before yesterday I was one day shy of being fully the age I reportedly became at the hour and minute of my birth so many years before. Then, I have to say that today I am the age I was yesterday plus one day. I find that atrociously simple and yet complex in a mutually beneficial manner. It occurs to me that we begin the countdown on life when the baby is reported to have exited the mother’s womb. The record will continue until, quite simply, we die. It’s how we count the days and years. I suppose in some small way it all makes sense. I mean, it’s absolutely necessary that it makes sense for some. I don’t know if I fall within those ranks. I might. But I seriously don’t know.
Good morning on a kinda chilly Florida morning. I’ve not been outside so don’t know exactly how chilly, but I think it’s chilly because I’m feeling that way and I’m not fully awake yet either so who knows what I might wander off into this morning.
Okay, that being said, or written, let me get serious for a moment. I have a new follower: Sabrina.
Sabrina asks some serious questions and can be found at:
I think that here remarks at that location apply equally to men and to women, so those of us who are male should not be put off because she is making remarks which tend to be more concerned with being female than male. Wow, could I have written a better messed up sentence than that? I told you I wasn’t awake yet.
Anywho, as a friend of mine used to say, I think Sabrina tends to looking at herself and others in an honest way and she is asking of others to comment on some issues in which she claims that she tends to get in her own way……WOW….have I ever been there??? How about once or twice (maybe three or four times) a day!
So, Sabrina, who have asked for comments and I am asking those who follow me to go and look and see if they have similar thoughts like yours (you know we all do…except the sociopaths among us…or is that … amongst us?). Darn, now something else to worry about this morning.
Aurorawatcherak is really Lela Markham in disguise. She is someone with strong beliefs but not to the extent that she will not carry on a discussion. She grew up in a family with her father being liberal and her mother conservative and so she listened and she learned from both.
She writes about herself: ” I’ve “evolved” politically as I’ve grown spiritually and intellectually. In other words, I think and I learn.”
You can learn much more about her at:
You can find some interesting reading there.
And then there is this:
Okay, so that ought to keep you busy and off the streets for …hmmm….. a few hours or days.
Okay, this is not for the faint at heart. This is a very serious site. I would advise for tissue and for a moment… no several moments set aside for thought.
This makes me go to the angry side of myself.
This is about brutality and it is about love. This, to me, is the raw evidence that the Muslim faith is not a faith of love and kindness but a brutal oppression of those who are the weakest among its society. But then we have the next view of life at:
So, life is not as bad as it might be but for some who will extend a helping hand and umbrella while getting themselves soaked for the pleasure of knowing they helped another person and did not have to do it, weren’t paid, and didn’t ask for anything in return..
and then we have:
So, there you have it. We move from horror to wonder. Where are you? Who are you? I am not sure where or who I am after these three tags.
I would like to welcome envisionfuture who is now following this blog. I found no link to a website for them. I did find a twitter link: @jklepack .
Next comes facetioussoup ….. yep this is an interesting one that I think is worth visiting at:
her profile says she is new at blogging…well, she might be but she is a great writer and expresses herself well. I like sites that are solid and … yes, maybe even blunt. She has a lot of emotion in her words and tells a story I think needs to be shared. So, go grasshoppers and see what she has to say about her life and, yes, about yours.
She writes: ” I am a widow of four boys. I am a veteran of the USAF. I am a medical laboratory technician. I have started my blog momentarylapseofsanity.com and I am having a lot of fun with it. I feel like my blog has given me purpose in life. I am a homeschooler as well we use Khan Academy. One thing is for sure I don’t take life for granted I have learned that it can be gone in the blink of an eye. My husband of 17 years died from Cardiomyopathy because he had a big heart. I am Croatian.”
And then there is Kristi S. Simpson Kristi writes: ” I’ve been writing on and off for fifteen years, mostly off. I’m finally to a point where I can dedicate real time to it. I am currently working on a middle grade fantasy series. I’m new to blogging but learning quickly. I never know what I’m going to say next, so it’s probable that I’ll be just as surprised as everyone else at some of my posts.” You can find her at:
Another interesting site for those of you who are curious about saving money is http://smartdiscountshop.com/about/ who also is now following me. Looks like lots of good ideas there. So, again, go take a look see, maybe there is something there for thee and most importantly to look is free….sorry, got on a roll there.
I know I have been lax on writing about those who have joined me here. I have been busy with many things, including setting up the blog: www.authorgordonkuhn.com which is where I also have three of my books for sale….actually, that is what it is, it is a place you can buy my books at and you can write wonderous reviews of them as well.
Unfortunately, so far no one has bought a book there. Everyone runs over to Amazon or Barnes and Noble but no one buys on at my store so I don’t even know if the damn shopping cart works! Hours and hours and days and days I spent on this site and …. well, I’ll just be calm, as my therapist said to me the other day, after a particularly explosive moment of anger at the VA, go sit in the waiting room and calm down. Let’s see, xanax is always good. Coffee and bourbon are even better. Ah well, perhaps I’ll go and write some poetry as I am in that spell.
Do not follow in my footsteps
For I shall not be there when you arrive
To rest yourself upon the bed pillows
Wrapped in bedding soft and dry
Nor will you hear the mating sighs
To guide you on your way
Of those who join together in the darkness
Or in the early morning hours
Beneath the stars dimming in the drifting sky
Before the rising sun can mark your passage
By the tracks left in shifting sands
I shall not be where you think I lie
For my soul is tortured and in depth
The trail will fade and leave you there
Alone, alone as I softly pass you by.
Copyright: Gordon Kuhn, The Poet in the Rain Dec. 2014
BD HESSE is an interesting blogger! She is multifaceted. See her blog entry below and then go visit here at http://bdhesse.wordpress.com/2014/05/22/the-problem-with-dystopians/
I love dystopians. I love reading about worlds that are vastly different from our own. I love the sense of ‘at least things are not that bad.’ But there is a problem: people take them as warnings to probable futures.
My partner and I recently read 1984. It was a good story. But I have heard many people make claims along the lines of ‘look how closely our world matches that of the world in 1984.’ The story was good, but it was wholly unrealistic. That world is never going to happen because there is no benefit in it for anyone. Even the government doesn’t benefit. How could they? To maintain that world they had to cease all scientific and technological advancements. Yes, there are some parts of the story that reflect society today, but they are minimal and not really all that significant.
I understand the draw to take…
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