Sporadically Brian
1/11/19: The Mighty Metaphor
When the peaks of our sky come together, my house will have a roof. ------ Gaston Bachelard ----------------------------------------- The other day, the ops clerk at work inadvertently reminded me of one more way in which [...]
1/10/19: Lover Rain
The jungle canopy announces her approach A distant gentle roar Descending upon tin roofs and carefree minds Elephant ears bounce and sway Outside the shelter of my love She washes away all dirty doubt The [...]
1/9/19: Lucidly Naked Dreaming
"Excuse me sir but... I just need to confirm your name?" The elderly gentleman (he has to be well into his nineties) stops short but says nothing. Clearly he heard me say something but probably [...]
1/8/19: Back Among the Breakroom Boys
"Good afternoon gentlemen. Jack, Dario... Howzit?" "Welcome back Brian. Beets again?" "Indeed." I set down my lunch, take a seat and start eating. The boys are in the middle of discussing yesterday's football game and [...]
1/7/19: Being Naked
Her love shines through me. Upon all I do. All I experience. I love seeing the world through these new eyes. I love seeing her world and mine, combine. That which I think. That which [...]
1/6/19: The Naked Night
Inhale, two three four five six... Exhale, two three four five six... ------ I feel her with me always. Shining in the morning jungle green. Strolling through the sunny surf and sand. Snuggling as we [...]