“Rain”
Crystal droplets fall
Tears streaming down my shoulders
Her joy cleanses me
Steve D
Weathering the Storm: Of Monsters and Men’s Second Album and Musical Growth
Our music reviews seek to trace the narratives that weave between songs and albums. Check out our Rhythmic Fiction tag for other stories told through music.
A few months ago, I retrospectively plotted the narrative of Of Monsters and Men’s first album, My Head is an Animal, in the hopes that binging on their music would sate my appetite for more until their second album was released.
Thankfully, their second album has arrived, and I now have tickets to see Of Monsters and Men live (again) in September.
Continue reading “Weathering the Storm: Of Monsters and Men’s Second Album and Musical Growth”
Haiku Sunday – Dusk
“Dusk”
The fields glow verdant
The forest breathes life unseen
As the veil descends
Steve D
Night Walks As A Woman – JG
I heard about a shooting the other night.
I was walking my dog after a long shift at work, torn between wishing she would just do her business so we could go home and enjoying the quiet that only seems possible after the sun has long ago set. A couple blocks down, two of my neighbors were likewise savoring the peace from the comfort of their front porch. Having a dog means getting to know everybody who lives within casual walking distance, so I waved hello. I’ll refrain from using names, and stick to genders – they’re a married couple, husband and wife. He’s a quiet fellow but she’s pretty talkative, so naturally she’s the one that mentioned the shooting to me.
Impulsive Game of Thrones Theory / All of my hopes and dreams fulfilled
[A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE SPOILER ALERT, including names and events revealed in the books which have not been revealed in the show] Continue reading “Impulsive Game of Thrones Theory / All of my hopes and dreams fulfilled”
Haiku Sunday – Stovetop
“Stovetop”
The asphalt sizzles
Searing cracks into bare feet
Black dust cakes like coal
Steve D
Misplaced Missives #83 – Plastic Confessions
Heartfelt confession of crime so sinful,
God turns away in disgust.
Whose only victim: the criminal,
Would be better off if they never trust
Another enough to voice the words of guilt.
Words sure to be met with hatred built
On lies; despised because of natural inclination. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #83 – Plastic Confessions”
Haiku Sunday – Blunders
“Blunders”
If thunder is God
Blurting her children’s foibles
Then my blunders boom
Steve D
Just Like The Stars – JG
Sometimes, when out late at night, I stare straight up into the sky – The bass heavy music wired directly into my ears momentarily receding, no longer providing its intended distraction from thinking, from being, from feeling. I look up beyond the ambient light. Beyond what man has built, to what has always been, but won’t always be. Sometimes it feels like I’m holding on to something already gone, but I know I’m wrong.
Just like the stars above,
this something was never in my grasp.
Just like the stars, shining in the now,
but really only from the past. Continue reading “Just Like The Stars – JG”
San Francisco Part II: Dirt Trails and a Wedding Gown
Here’s part 2 of my San Francisco trip. And it didn’t take over a year!!!
Part II of my trip to San Francisco is here… and it didn’t take nearly two years to finish! Although it did take me longer than a week… but still!
My first visit to the Pacific Ocean.
The wedding was to take place on Saturday evening, our second full day in San Francisco. We decided to stay north of the Bay in the morning to cut down on travel time, and explore the shore of Marin County. I really don’t remember which part of the state parks we drove through, but it was fantastic. We found a small parking lot somewhere along route 1 and trekked down a dirt path through colorful scrub to a small cove on the ocean.
Hiking down the hill towards the ocean.
The vegetation reminded me of the scrub in Dartmoor, England, but of course the climate is much dryer.
I had to climb the…
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