So the weekend begins as I sit sipping on an ice cold beer watching the snow gently falling on the silhouettes of a doe and a fawn grazing at the feeder. It was a long week. Quite possible the longest week I have had to endure. Not that there was anything in particular that happened earlier on Monday or Tuesday that brought down the whole week. ( Read more... )

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!

Yeah, there is less than 12 hours until my birthday begins!!!

LONG LIVE JOHN LENNON!!

I recently answered the call for regional poets to submit their work for publication in the locally owned paper the Weekly Reader. It is a paper that goes out all across northern Minnesota and parts of Wisconsin. I've been a little gunshy since the poetry.com scam/fiasco I got myself into, but thought I will never be confident in submitting my ( Read more... )

Quentin Tarantino
Your film will be 53% romantic, 33% comedy, 52% complex plot, and a $ 42 million budget.

Wow! What a life you have led thus far! Action-packed, anti-social with probably dark humor. Quentin hasn't really made many films, but each successive one is a bigger and grander project ... and more violent. Karate CHOP! Your life story ( Read more... )

Go out for a smoke
With the deer
At the feeder
Dining on corn kernals
Beside a wire christmas tree
Covered in white lights
They can see their dinner and
I can watch them while they eat
The wind has picked up
On this cloudless night
The heat has risen
Up to the stars
But the deer dont shiver
In the cold like I do
And they scatter
As my teeth

Mars
A flawless ruby
Flickers brilliantly among
Thousands of diamonds
Strewn across the
Moonless velvet sky

Northern Mornings
Cig smoke and steamy breath
Rolled from my mouth
Across the still, glistening lake
In chill of the morning
Silence broken by
Beating wings of a chickadee
Swooping past my head
Yellow and orange memories
Of summer fell and crunched
Softly under dew soaked shoes

Oaky, uber quick post because the library is kicking me out soon. I am moving this weekend, I am quitting my job on Monday morning, picking up my last check and I am leaving this city. I am just so tired of the city life and my soul craves something nore natural. I will be moving up to northern Minnesota. I am looking forward to it. I will ( Read more... )