~ A fly in the ointment, had no appointment; he did what he wanted to do: All was free-fare with everything there! and he fed to his fill until through. Then being thus sated, still nothing abated his eating – so he ate, and he ate. Now, the fly […] 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
~ ~ Sometimes it’s hard, So hard to find, The right words that fall into measure. Sometimes it’s hard For song-sounding rhyme, To fit all the right words Together. Oft times they come; But then there are some That fall into place Like treasure. At most times, Like children, They like to be chased – […] Continue reading
…and then she will ask me, to say something nice – there’s something, I’m certain, should surely suffice. My mind dashes back through slivers of time – To memory moments, sliced by design, and think of, ponder, give over to wander though time in the mind, is always together. Birds of one feather – a […] Continue reading
~ It froze first night of winter weather, the rain and sleet and snow; where dark of night would change to ice, from sleet, first rain then snow. ~ And when the winds all blew together the ice began to splice; and all around was heard the sound of crackling and breaking of ice. ~ […] Continue reading
One day, mid-day, maybe noon, not before, there came a loud crashing and thrashing at door. I was resting from reading an old poem of Poe’s, and I’d just laid back when I started to doze. The noise now awoke me, and my senses still slow, a flutter then flapping, would stop and then go. […] Continue reading
~ A marbled morning sunrise at five, and I want to know, who sculptured this? Is Michelangelo still working on ceilings? after all those years? ~ A small ‘’tweet’‘ comes, from close overhead; followed by ‘’squawks’‘ in the distance. ~ Two birds. Two birds. There are only two birds; when only two, what then, is the […] Continue reading
~ The canyon walls so do enthrall, the heights are so impressive; ~ these canyons call great wherewithals, from man’s great flights of fancy. ~ On Sundays, bare, there’s no one there; yet, still it fels expressive. ~ A paper cup that someone’s dropped retains the single vestige ~ immaterial, though ethereal – an abstract […] Continue reading
~ A pencil in hand, I stand, I am a man of the Twentieth Century. I don’t understand your culture, your land; though, it must be rich, this sudden switch, but I know it just can’t be penury. ~ We talk the same talk – or we do somewhat – but your penchants […] Continue reading
~ A silence abounds when we make our rounds, for my two dogs and I on our walks. ~ There are houses with spouses, with singles, and what-not’s. They don’t wave, they won’t smile, much less will they talk. ~ This silence astounds on these daily done rounds, it’s the sound of a safe distance […] Continue reading
– A willow stands upon this land, an antiquated tree. How old you ask – I cannot say, but older than are we. – I met this tree when I was young a boy of maybe three. And even then it was beyond a score or more than me. – Now, many of years have […] Continue reading
~ A Humming Bird! she hovers here! then darts in jet-like fashion. Fast and fleet in a soundless streak, I wonder, where keeps her bastion? ~ This Humming Bird’s in search of flower, red with nectar sweet! She stands time still, for what seems an hour, seeking red red meat to eat. ~ Zipping here, […] Continue reading
~ It’s raining in Central Virginia. It’s grey and everything’s wet. No blue sky today in Virginia, Just water is all we will get. ~ Percussions of patter, trickles of splatter, A hundred, if thousand, rivulets. The pounding and splatter of water on matter, And water wets all that it hits. ~ Amazingly more is […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 