Streams Of Consciousness
So I’m sitting at the poker table last night trying patiently to recoup some early losses. When I tire of …
So I’m sitting at the poker table last night trying patiently to recoup some early losses. When I tire of …
The world where I happen to live has gone to sleep. The trees have lost their leaves. It is as …
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A picture says a thousand words. Things have been so busy of late I’ll leave the seasonal photos to pen …
I’m not finished with this idea of the GraceHoper yet, not by a long shot. If you didn’t catch my …
The poetry open mic was pretty much what I anticipated. A lot of lost hazy longing with a sprinkling of …
Monday, and it’s back to work. Of course the 09/12 is a reference to yesterday. The media was filled with …
“It’s as if every molecule–every fibre–in my body is in the process of reorienting itself to you.” –early email to …
Allow me to stitch together a few of Xenon’s words. Some I jotted down on the fly and on the …
Long weekend. Time out from the City. Camping. Forested mountains, rocky snow-flecked peaks. Hiking paths leading to a rushing crystal …