


The whole world should glitter like
This. Like it does for us tonight and
Most nights when we pay attention.



The whole world should glitter like
This. Like it does for us tonight and
Most nights when we pay attention.
What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?
September its lovely autumn leaves.
October. November, let's give thanks.
Appreciation. December gets colder;
It's only warm in front of the fire with
Stockings hanging. January. February.
March, it's damp. April then May begin Flowering. June, July are hot but heat
Heats up in August as summer fades.
The corner is throbbing with
Noise. All of it to do with the
Busy hum of construction. At
One end a too tall for humans
Building is rising. On another,
It's repair and restoration. All
Loud. Some deafening. Drills.
A backup beep. A large drum
Mixing concrete. An engine or
A whine. Ignore it if you can.
What’s the first impression you want to give people?
Smart and know-it-all are not
The same nor one-and, but I do
Mix and match them. To be on
The side of one or the other I do
Err in favor of smart-ass. The
Wiseguy isn't wise, I know it, but
Silly is a disarming pose I chose.
Not believing in heaven nor hell
I am the one who comforts and
Consoles. Fear of eternal [mind
You] damnation does not stir in
My mind or heart. You have to
Believe to care about that. And to
Fear it as she did. Worry for my
Soul upset this dear sweet little
Innocent. I say religion be damned.
It separates and offers damn near
Nothing in return. Threats or lies
That unbind the ties we made,
That undermine love, friendship.
Damn near nothing in return to
Feed the soul or heal the spirit.
There should be comfort in belief.
It should refresh and bolster us,
Not damn us to such trepidations.
Trauma and fear do not console.
Who is the most famous or infamous person you have ever met?
Any fan would recognize them in
A minute, but why are the famous
Famous. For talent, I'm sure, they
Are good at what they do. That's
Why and where they got us fans
To fawn and pfumffer. Fame can
Flicker like the light of a candle in
The wind. You age and that talent
Is no longer in demand. But you,
You made your name. Any fan will
Remember you. You are recognized.
Name the most expensive personal item you’ve ever purchased (not your home or car).
Shoes can be a luxury item
Just ask SJP in her role as
Carrie. Name brands tend to
The expensive. Sometimes
Overpriced. In my opinion, at
Least. At best. I do like me a
Fancy shoe, bold but without
Nikki's 5-inch heel. I am all
About flats. Showy, yes, but
Close enough to the ground
To keep me grounded. Short
Though I am, I seek no height.
What podcasts are you listening to?
We who listen but cannot
Hear are legion. Interpret
Another's words to meld
To our thoughts. Like a sci-
Fi trick just low-fi not hi-
Fi. Fie on me for all this
Wordplay. It's your forum.
You get your say and say what
You wish. We hear you, headsets
Firmly fitted. We are earnest in
Following you, determined too
To learn what wisdom you offer.
It is generous of you to share.
A dappling sun beams on the river,
Twinkling, playful like dolphins in
The sea. So many shades of blue, of
Green, colors in a spectrum of greys
All speckled and flecked. Lively
Shining in the brightness of a sun
Gleaming, dancing over the waters
Do you need time?
Time, it's of the essence.
Time, it's elusive. Time is
What we crave or dream
On. We waste it or hoard
It, lose it, or gain it. Time
To work. Time to play. We
Fill the hours as we can.
They go too fast. They go
Way slow. Time, it's ours.
Time is hours. Tick. Tick.