My Monday Metrical Musings #113

Not again!! Not again!!2022 to 3 to 4 to...How do they do it?One passing the torchTo the next in a splitRunners in a four by one hundredBlazing past meWithout warningWithout pausingOnly moving ever forwardIn ever-expanding concentric circlesAnd dragging meRight alongKickin'Screamin'"LET GO OF ME! LET!" I wanna stay behindThere are things in the old year still … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #113

Writing into the new year with my old themes

"There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside you" - Zora Neale Hurston (Dust Tracks on a Road) In me, I’ve always felt there was something, a story, that wants to get out. Actually maybe more than one ‘something’. And definitely more than one story! No, this isn’t a scene from the 1979 … Continue reading Writing into the new year with my old themes

My Monday Metrical Musings #112

Starburst The night we sat'neath the starburst skyAnd looked upon the worldCloaked in midnight dark Everything hoveredPerfectly stillAs though in freeze frameLike a window sill We gazed, amazedUp at that vast celestial cloakAnd wondered if it was the same one That fateful night angels awoke The one that birthed a holy babyWrapped in hasty clothsThe … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #112

My Monday Metrical Musings #111

Be wild or bewildered Who knew jet lag could triggerA pangA longing to return homeWho knew he would bewilder Or was it a prankA way to befuddle us? On Day 3 while lunching at Taco BellHe panicked on seeing its "liberty bell"The dangling rope 'neath promising a free tollFor any itchy-fingered customerOur friend bolted out … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #111

My Monday Metrical Musings #110

Here in Devonport I can’t believe it’s true So let’s go walk the hill Up North Head Historic Reserve Til we hit the Gunbattery spot Here in Devonport I can't believe it's trueGazing across the top of the maungauika While dazzling diamonds all around us On Cheltenham Beach and bay Beckons in the noonday hot … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #110

My Monday Metrical Musings #109

Jam 'n' Hop Jam 'n' HopTil the sweet beats dropEvery night that first month of orientation for every freshmanNewly-minted successful ones. I don't consider myself to be one of them. In factI don't even know how I'll keep up with themSo Jam 'n' HopNo, don't tell me to stopIt's my sweet spotOut there on the … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #109

As another year ends, two silver linings bring hope to one dad’s parenting journey

Sometimes it's hard to put into words how I feel about my sons. Though regular readers here have no doubt seen some of my humble attempts to do that in past blog posts. But this struggle has become even more pronounced as I watch my sons grow year after year and change in ways most … Continue reading As another year ends, two silver linings bring hope to one dad’s parenting journey

Film Review — Wakanda Forever & the 6 Stages of Grief

Even if you're not a follower of the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) movie franchise, you'll probably have heard of the passing of one of its leads and how it plunged fans everywhere into shock and grief. The actor Chadwick Boseman, who played the title role in The Black Panther (2018), tragically passed away in 2020 … Continue reading Film Review — Wakanda Forever & the 6 Stages of Grief

My Monday Metrical Musings #108

Day and Night DayShe wanted everything safeShe wanted everything the same NightHe wanted to experience the painHe wanted to go against the grain DayShe wanted warm sunshineShe wanted joy and peacetime NightHe wanted the eerie moonlightHe wanted wistful by midnight DayShe hated to say goodbyeHe wanted her to fly NightHe hated to say he was … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #108

Disagree if you will, but it takes courage to be a teacher

Two days ago, I had arguably one of my worst experiences as a teacher in over 20 years. It was another hot and humid Thursday afternoon. After five weeks with them, I knew this wasn't exactly the most exciting class to teach. The students usually looked like droopy petals of a morning glory flower that … Continue reading Disagree if you will, but it takes courage to be a teacher