“Stovetop”
The asphalt sizzles
Searing cracks into bare feet
Black dust cakes like coal
Steve D
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Haiku Sunday – Blunders
“Blunders”
If thunder is God
Blurting her children’s foibles
Then my blunders boom
Steve D
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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Haiku Sunday – Waves
“Waves”
Tides swell and roil
Crushing seductive power
Love and rage as one
Steve D
Rock Song – Speeding Towards Nothing – SD
“Into the Abyss”
The sea giants balk at me,
Licking phosphorescent teeth.
My feet locked in and twisting,
Jockeying for positioning, Continue reading “Rock Song – Speeding Towards Nothing – SD”
Haiku Sunday – Wind
“Listening to the Wind”
Wind comes in whispers,
Carrying her thoughts to me.
Still, I hear little.
Steve D
Editor’s Note: I’m turning Haiku Wednesday into Haiku Sunday… in case you couldn’t tell.
Haiku Wednesday – Resonant Souls
“Resonant Souls”
Gazing quietly,
Hearing our ambient sound,
Our souls resonant.
Steve D
Editor’s note: Is Haiku Wednesday a thing? We might have to make this a thing.
Bad Girl’s World: Halestorm’s Unequivocally Hard Rock
Halestorm’s May 2, 2015 show at Pier Six Pavilion in Baltimore was cancelled due to the anticipated protests, and the state of emergency then still in effect in the city. I was supposed to go, but I was relieved when the show was postponed to September 26. The rioting and the presence of the National Guard was weighing too heavily on the city and my mind to see myself truly enjoying what would have been a positively energetic concert.
I have seen Halestorm live twice already, and I knew I wanted to see them again. Their on-stage energy and enthusiasm is genuine and infectious. Continue reading “Bad Girl’s World: Halestorm’s Unequivocally Hard Rock”
Quick Rip: Is This What Country Rock is Supposed to Sound Like?
My frame of reference for country music includes classic artists like Ray Charles (who took gospel and country, added a little soul to it, and essentially invented R&B) and Johnny Cash (duh.); modern singers/songwriters like Miranda Lambert, Carrie Underwood, and Taylor Swift (before she officially moved to pop with RED); and whatever the hell this is supposed to be. I don’t listen to a lot of modern or pop country music, and based on what I’ve heard, the genre doesn’t appeal to me all that much. Continue reading “Quick Rip: Is This What Country Rock is Supposed to Sound Like?”
Baltimore Prose – Temple, Bottle, Athlete – SD
“This City is Our Temple”
Ramps and bridges vault overhead between soaring plate-glass buildings, mirroring the heavens, reflections of our own sense of wonder. Their steel bones and cement feet shield us from the wild night, when the demons come calling; nightmarish designs of flesh or mere shadows. Continue reading “Baltimore Prose – Temple, Bottle, Athlete – SD”
Evening Satellite Publishing 