scenic view of beach
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Each half day what delicate ephemeral traces
/Footprints, paw prints, bird tracks/
Each incoming tide so quickly it scrubs and erases
/coarse sand wiped clean like soft wax/
Waves rolling, purling, crashing forevermore
All pounding and breaking upon the seashore
Which proves stronger in the end, land or sea?
The answer lies in the fine grit wrought of eternity.


Exactly 59 Words

Weekend Writing Prompt #96: “Seashore”



Legends Don’t Die, They Just Fade Away

Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

This is Caleb Carlyle Curtis reporting live Sunday, February 17, 2019 via web-cam for my blog, Genuine Confessions of a Myth-Taken Freak. I tracked him down here deep in the Wisconsin woods after long arduous months of searching involving the follow-up of false leads, rumors, and word of mouth. Today I shall share with you the truth! I am always awed and amazed at the reality behind our legends. This time was no different. It’s true what they say about people shrinking as they get older, Paul Bunyan is living proof, no longer a robust giant eight feet tall, he has dwindled to a grey-haired mere six-and-a-half feet, he can still swing a mean axe although arthritis is starting to take its toll. He is currently earning a living creating custom-designed log houses. He proudly escorted me around his latest masterpiece. When asked about Babe, Paul admits shame-faced, that when times were hard during the Depression he traveled down South. People down there were starving and as a result, Babe went up to see the Great Logger in the sky; he stated that the great Blue Ox made a wonderful barbecue that fed half the state of Texas.


Sunday Photo Fiction – February 17, 2019




First spring gust surges
Wind’s wake betrays thaw’s approach
Honking Vee’s flying
Harbingers of equinox
Efflorescent explosion.


I choose to write a Tanka.

#Haikai Challenge #72 (2/9/19): first spring gust (haru ichiban) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) in which you state or allude to the first spring gust (haru ichiban)

#Haikai Challenge #72 (2/9/19): first spring gust (haru ichiban) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

“Green Hills”


Today I’d like to share a beautiful piece of poetry by one of my favorite Science Fiction writers:

   “The arching sky is calling

 Spacemen back to their trade,

All hands! Stand by! Free Falling!

And the lights below us fade.


   Out ride the sons of Terra,

 Far drives the thunderous jet,

Up leaps the race of Earthmen,

 Out, far, and onward yet–


   We’ve tried each spinning mote

 And reckoned it’s true worth;

Take us back again to the homes of men

 On the cool, green hills of Earth.


   We pray for one last landing

 On the globe that gave us birth;

Let us rest our eyes on fleecy skies

and the cool, green hills of Earth!”

“The Green Hills of Earth”

Robert A. Heinlein





“The Armageddon Inheritance” By David Webber


The Armageddon Inheritance: 2nd book in the Dahak Trilogy  is the sequel to Mutineer’s Moon. It is excellent, it has several thrilling battle scenes. I recommend it highly even for people who don’t enjoy science fiction.

I give it five stars

Colin MacIntyre has been tapped for Greater Things;  consequentially his life has been rather stressful lately and he isn’t too sure he likes that.

  • Join NASA and become an astronaut (Check)
  • Win a highly coveted place on a lunar mission (Check)
  • Get kidnapped by the ancient, self-aware battleship, Dahak masquerading as Earth’s Moon (Check)
  • Get drafted as Dahak’s Captain to suppress a five-thousand year old mutiny (Check)
  • Defeat said mutineers who greatly outnumber his forces and who could care less how many innocents the collateral damage claims (Check)
  • Mobilize the entire planet against the attack of an eons-old alien menace dedicated to the eradication of all other intelligent life in the galaxy (Check)

What he doesn’t realize is that’s all been the easy part.