~ It was here where I saw you two years ago. Do you still live in the only world that you know? Our worlds are diff’rent, though not – they’re the same. My world is fiction. But, even that is a name. Wallace once called it a supreme kind of game. […] Continue reading
~ In this crazy world we live in, where life is a light flashing wan; where people will rush; where a will is still hushed; bewitched, befuddled, be gone; in a reckless world such as this is, where countless the numbers demand; where all is at stake and nothing can wait, no one shares, […] Continue reading
I think I was sent there by someone other. I would never have gone on my own. I wouldn’t have known who else to look for. As a matter of fact, I was done. Sixteen years, stuck to a marriage – committed, honest, four-square. And when it was over, I thought it was […] Continue reading
in two nights running, I dreampt of the place – two nights in dreaming a nightmare. and nightmares are rare in true technicolor. too true to be true, too weird. that first night – no one! no one was there. no face […] Continue reading
~ “But, I don’t want the Pain!” “And so, you shan’t.” “And what is the Purpose, again?” “To gain.” so she went in the World. and, she was a ‘She.’ She had to be, such be the ‘Laws’ she named ‘Nature.’ And Nature abounds! It’s found all around. The Plethora of ‘Things’ bound […] Continue reading
~ “Out! Out!” With a vengeance, she follows her words with a glare: “Out! Out!” Get rid of it all – Whatever he had, I can get any where. “Be rid! Get rid!” I don’t want it round here. And so went the life of a husband […] Continue reading
The code of the West Goes something like this: “To get the man first, With bloodlust and thirst, A look of blood in his eyes. Imagine! The total surprise. Survive? The last man left standing alive.” As best said by one, Who lived by the […] Continue reading
~ in everyone’s life one day is special one day apart from the rest one day remembered one day configured one day accursed or blessed the First day of June is my one day Blue Moon […] Continue reading
~ When this old world finally winds down and we’re not around, forgotten, passe, we will have said what we’ve had to say; we will have made our day. ~ Do not go downnot making a sound. Shake up the ground,make it profound. Done! Done! When everything’s gone, Make it renown what you say. […] Continue reading
~ I with my camera take shots of the rocks, and ponder the labors all lost. For years upon years, this place remains here, when day after day all trickle away – The memory, a history, a place called Quarai. Once diurnal pueblo of everyday people, now lie your ruins, this place once be-troubled – […] Continue reading
~ Little Jack Horner, still lives in some corner of the mind, if memory’s right. ‘Twas something he’d done to a plumb with his thumb I’d read as a kid in some rhyme. I favored, rather, those of the others – The poems with purloined overtones. […] Continue reading
~ Ninety years young! She seemed pretty strong As the day She turned Twenty-one. Oh, I should’ve known she wouldn’t have gone for hi-jinx and hyper bellow. But, I’m a son-of-a-gun, If she wasn’t as strong, As the one day She was still Twenty-one. But now my heart breaks, Cause I […] Continue reading
~ In the Land O Plenty a tow-head is born to a freshly made married young couple. They had gotten themselves perhaps into trouble, from whence a tow-head got formed. Her family, all farmers, migrate from strip-farms to steel-mills in Depression and war. His, they’re all vets, from Union and Rebel; they’re […] Continue reading
~ I once had Thanksgiving in New Mexico With a family I also once had. That was many, many moons ago; And many moons have long since passed. And I find myself here, still middle-fenced. As some things still stay, some move on hence, And leads me to the story, which follows: ~ […] Continue reading
~ I heard of the song sung by the man; I listen’d to the song of the bird. I heard the song sung on the sand, The song of the bird, sung by the man. A song of death, of losing a mate; A song of loss, the heart would break. How can I […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 