To Musica – A Love Sonnet. Who designed your soundscape wheel? Earful bliss, As color to sight, and smoothness to touch; For in combinations fresh, angel-kiss Of rhythm, pitch, scale, note.. Simple as such. Maestro eternal, bring echoes from Home, Conduct the stars again, symphony King; So ripple it out on joy’s slipstream.. Come! Lo! …
The Gardener and the Seed – A Poem. “I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener.” (John 15:1) gardener leans into his pure ancient seed the ground is now ready, the time has now come father has spoken and son has agreed the emptying motion has truly begun he drops the …
Sanctimony – A Poem. Truths unkind, ill-timed, Well-clothed lie, Deceit cloaked in light. Mercies false-hearted, sharp-darted, Sugar-spotted blight, Betrothed to hate. Virtues honor-staked, muscle-ached, Grimy travel down, Dutied goodness to a fault. Virgins puffed-up, fool enough, Earns the whoring crown, Wormed garden walled. Angels self-lighted, well-sighted, Vainly flutter at the Gate, …
Jesus and His Victory Tour After the Resurrection, it seems that Jesus could have hired a good PR agent. He didn’t exactly capitalize on His victory over death. Evidently, PR was the last thing on His mind. If I was Him, and I just dance out of the tomb, I would have made a bee-line …
Goofy Dad Stories (10) – Food Blunders Note to Parents: Choose your battles wisely when raising your kids. Discover what is worth taking a stand, and let the rest go. Especially when it comes to food. Mealtime can be a battleground, and a parent has to think hard… Do I really want to wage this …
Goofy Dad Stories (9) – Splinters I Have Known While working through graduate school at Michigan State, I enjoyed a variety of jobs… liquor store manager at Sav-On Drugs, painter of apartments with the Christian Brothers Painting Company, gas station attendant at a Shell station, and a lineman for the Michigan Bell Telephone Company. While being …
Goofy Dad Stories (8) – Adventures in Golf I have a somewhat spotty history with golf. I did not enjoy the game in the least. It’s too infuriating, tedious, expensive, and not even close to fun. My golfing highlights would include: The Golf Bag – I had a good friend in Texas who loved to …
Goofy Dad Stories (7) – The Cursed Car Top Carrier It all started with a family vacation, driving from Northern Virginia to Rockford, Illinois. We packed our car top carrier full of suitcases, loaded up the station wagon, and the six of us headed for the Great Midwest. I bungee’d that carrier to the roof …
Goofy Dad Stories (6) – Woodleft! I do realize that I can be a man of few words. Which sometimes is not enough. One of my first clues was in Newburyport, Mass., right after the Larson family had moved into a 150 year old half-house on Boardman Street. This was in the early 1980’s, and …
Goofy Dad Stories (5) – The Bat Man There I was, minding my own business, innocently lying in bed late at night, window open, sweating because of the mid-summer heat in our bedroom that didn’t have air-conditioning. This is in our Newburyport, Mass. home, stacked right next to our neighbor, not more that 10 feet …
Goofy Dad Stories (4) – Two Unfortunate Dates I had two dates with young ladies that turned into a real mess. Literally. Date #1 – I was in the 9th grade, and I liked this one particular girl, so I asked her to go for a walk, a nice innocent walk. There wasn’t much going …
Goofy Dad Stories (3) – The Finger in the Door A few years ago at a little K-8 school in Arlington, Virginia, called Rivendell School, I was performing my usual role at 3:00 p.m. I was safely conducting students into waiting cars and the welcoming embraces of expectant parents and drivers. I had fully realized …