Brock’s Ten Steps to Newborn Naming

May 6, 2014 § 1 Comment

  1.  Before beginning, check your emotions. How do you feel? Do you feel clever? Creative? Practical would be better. Level-headed would be great. Fanciful would be bad. And whimsical would be very, very bad.
  2. Don’t be funny. If you’re naming a pet, you can be funny. The name “Chris P. Bacon” for a guinea pig is ironic and clever. The name “Ben Dover” for a son is tragic.

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We are Wounded

April 18, 2014 § Leave a comment

We are the Daring,
a line of defense
at tonight’s vigil,
toes touching the edge
where candlelight meets dark.

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Wander Far

December 20, 2013 § Leave a comment

wander-far3Wander far
And wander wide
But do not wander
From my side.

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November 30, 2013 § Leave a comment

danielMy pounding heart
quickens to a runner’s pace.
The stench and heat in this sealed cave is so
My prayers are a fervent drumbeat.

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The Blues Man in Downtown Park

November 22, 2013 § Leave a comment

the-blues-man10On a perfect late-June afternoon, only the second day of summer,
the Blues Man climbed the steps of a wooden stage
underneath a red banner shouting: JAZZ IN JUNE.

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A Better User Experience

November 19, 2013 § Leave a comment

user-experienceThe computer asks, Do you want to save your changes?
and I think, How much has changed?
I just sat down 5 minutes ago.

Did I write something I couldn’t bear to lose?
I’m older and wiser now (at least by 5 minutes),
and let’s face it–I could do better.

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Honey Fondue

November 15, 2013 § Leave a comment

colored-jelly-balls_2Candy King, Candy King, make me a candy ring.
Ruby red gumdrop and licorice band.

Peppermint locket and pearls of white chocolate.
Sweet sugar baby that melts in your hand.

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A Child

November 9, 2013 § 4 Comments

a-child1She said, “We should have a child,”
and he thought, This will be the bridge we go over
while planks fall away at our feet.
The beams will splinter and crack
as we, peering through fog,
imagine figures on the other side.

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Prelude to Choice

November 5, 2013 § Leave a comment

prelude-to-choice1You struggle as a caged bird
with no song, and in that moment,
every song is yours.
There is no path you go down
without leaving a hundred thousand

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November 3, 2013 § Leave a comment

maple-leavesOf all the Fall colors,
Red surprises me the most
When it adorns the limbs of some maple tree
And in full sunlight turns from maroon
To brilliant crimson.

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