Solstice

The longest darkest night of the year.  For me the new year begins tomorrow, and it will be a much, much better one.

Happy new year to you, happy new life to me.





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The Art of Conversation...

of late.

Glimmer

"Up"

is where things

are beginning

to look.

Unsolved Mysteries

The more I consider the possibilities,  the more unpleasant become the conclusions.

Imagination abhors a vacuum.

Perhaps less thinking is in order.

no picture...

can capture this bewilderment.

no sentence can articulate a marriage

no sounding to be made of these depths

no refuge but dreams of happier days




no picture

Here's hoping

This afternoon,

on the towpath,

flying along on my bike, knees pumping, leaves flying, heart beating,

peddling toward a future unknown...

peddling toward a future I own.

Cold Comfort

A new high (or low) in pathos...

working on crosswords started by my, now gone, wife.

I mean really, it is pretty pathetic, using her partially finished puzzles in hoping to find some sort of connection with someone who's decided to end a marriage, a marriage that I wanted to go on forever.

Time can't pass quickly enough to get me out of this funk.

hmmm...23 across "a funk of unrelenting sadness" ten letters, beginnng with "dep".