~ I tossed a pebble on to a beach – It did not go far, but under. ~ The sand so soft, too subtle for feet; ’twas here, where the rock, surrendered. ~ And then, at another, on some other shore, I repeated this action once more. ~ Where before, it was soft, […] Continue reading
There’s a show on TV about women who rock, and ‘They’ call ‘Them’ rock star adventurers. ‘They’ are not ‘Them,’ nor ‘Them’ are they ‘They,’ but the ‘Them’ and the ‘They’ could be the same, in some way. Demonstrative Pronouns demonstrate, too; but […] Continue reading
~ Six months of jungle warfare training. By July, assigned Vietnam. The future looks bleak, even in February, where a jungle is sunny and warm. Six months. Six months. They drag on a year. The future looks bleak, and we are still here. Six months. Six […] Continue reading
We’ve come to the point on writing a poem, where we question the product we’ve wrought. We still do no know if it is, or is not; but we’ll come to that point in a minute. Presuming it is, we know what it isn’t: It’s not […] Continue reading
In a moment of composite newness, the adjectives flow into the way. Left breathless, by sensual pleasures, that pirouette slow rondelays, I take in the moment’s sweet offers; if for only a moment, per day. Too pleasing these composite hours, but for thee, Love, I simply essay: The moments for […] Continue reading
The mother, a regular, working-class gal. She married again with her baggage. The man she married took in her with child; a bastard, from a previous marriage. “A son of a bitch,” his family would say. Not to his face, but behind a closed door. […] Continue reading
~ I walk by myself, I talk with myself. I keep to myself, alone. It’s come down to this – A blast from the past for whatever it was. Too fast! I cast what I had sown. All that […] Continue reading
December, remember, is one month away from a new year beginning on New Year’s Day. What to Recant? What to want? What to give up, but can’t? From the lists of the Shain’t, to the end of next Lint, some will be getting, whilst some, […] Continue reading
Alas! Well done! At last, it has come…. It was always a one-way direction. (Oh! Iniquitous injustice!) (False hearted confection!) So it happens, sometimes, to some. The onus […] Continue reading
Ah! Young mother! standing with son, Pray tell us, what you have done? Why, the Future, my dear! He’s standing right here. The Future has barely begun. ~ And what’s to behold for the Future, of old, like us, who are no […] Continue reading
Somewhere someone is wearing a watch – Rolex fakes, made in China! I bought them on market, in Kuala Lumpur; but now they are someone’s else watches. Kuala Lumpur, I won’t see any more – a city in Penury’s pocket. I witnessed a man […] Continue reading
The Written Word is a Magical Thing; Most Actions, however, are Boring….. From Action, some say, one lays claim to fame. I’m sorry, but that smacks bassackwards. In Words, which are written, Languages, spoken, Concepts, Percepts, Ideations; in these! to me […] Continue reading
We’d go off a huntin’ for Alamo Snow Two friends together alter egos. We two together off we would go Scraping and tearing […] Continue reading
…. What now, becomes of the Doohicky, there? You know the one. It was left there one year. Remember when it raised up its head, one day back then, and the Doohicky said: “Farewell! It’s been swell, but I’m outta here.” They were just a few words, […] Continue reading
A Kook, On The Kiva …. The Cliff-dwellers, at Bandolier, live there no more. Yet, people still stop to pay their Hellos, where homes have no rooves, windows, or doors, and ask: Why did they leave? Where did they go? What is a Kiva? and What is it for? Some, hold to notions they came […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 