misc writing

spring fever

It is unseasonably warm this week in mid February and it has melted the mounds of well sloshy snow in the park into gloppy mud.
The air is damp & has the breath of something astir.
Punxatawney Phil called for 6 more weeks of winter, and they may yet be upon us,
but as Pitchers and Catchers report
this Valentine's Day weekend,
hope springs eternal in the young man's heart.

Pitchers and Catchers and hopes of winter's demise,
Pitchers and Catchers and less worrying about the oil bil.
Pitchers and Catchers and time to think about the simple joy of mowing the lawn on Saturday morning.
Pitchers and Catchers & a sideways hope that maybe the O's can finish without a 12th losing season.
Pitchers and Catchers and the same thought that maybe the same can be said for the softball team.
Pitchers and Catchers and the year turns a corner towards the better.
Pitchers and Catchers and the days are getting longer.
Pitchers and Catchers and shaking off the winter malaise.
Pitchers and Catchers and the smell of cowhide and the season of hot dogs



TYPESET

i used to use an old manual typewriter, i am not sure where it is now, but i miss it, it was clunky and i am a poor typist, but it had a rhythm that i managed to pound things out in....

i cant dance and cant carry a tune, but the necessary force it took to get the keys going i got a decent beat and i havent gotten the hang of that with the computer...10 years and mostly i use the mouse to look stuff up...the typewriter was just about writing and i lost the juice when i stopped using it....

its not all my fault tho, ribbon is hard to find and sometimes i looked more maniacal than i meant to because the roller was a bit off...but all said, i haven't managed to write more than a page of anything in an even decade....that's off-putting....i blame the city mostly, it is easy to be preoccupied, easy to get distracted...too many neighborhood kids, too much to tidy up in the park, too many lunches and softball games and errands.... too much time looking for place to park...i could blame other losses that coincided with my loss of muse, but that, while not inaccurate, would hardly get us anywhere...

but here is this blog-deally and i am writing a little, perhaps since i am finally doing something worthwhile...gearing myself to get teenagers to write, getting back the rhythm, maybe for that i can get more than a page at a time...

tell a story that doesnt end with a baseball game, or driving around for a while...maybe the protagonist will do something this time around...



home

i am home,
i am home in the house i grew up in,
on the street i rode my bike on....
in the town i call god's country
but this is not my bed, and this is not my room
and i am alone..
it is late again and here i am, alone
thinking, but not not feeling lonely...

it is a crisp night for late summer and the crickets are louder than the passing cars....
the dog coughs and doesn't want to get in bed, i think she is sicker than she lets on...

i am home
the ease of the pace of things here, is devastating....
it is a quicksand that you don't try to free yourself from,
the pressure of mere life in the city is not to be found....
the sheer volume of the masses in the metropolis....
it is dark at night....
it is not country quiet, i live on the main street in town...
so there is an occasional car and on the weekends the bar down the street makes a little noise....
but not so much....

four bells ... still again

soon i will be back in the city, back in the place i live now....
but not home..


TODAY
today
today...
today its 2 am and i should be sleeping or reading or something...
today i went to a ballgame and though i did root, root, root for the home team, they did not win and it was a shame....
today i worried that my dog's coughing is leading to something serious...
today i had a spat with my girlfriend and didn't do a very good job of resolution...
today i thought about parts of my life that are gone and missed them...
today i sold a dryer...
today i cleaned up around the house...
today today i stopped in to see old friend and had peach cobbler...
today i wondered if i will have kids of my own....
today i have a head ache
today i had beers before lunch....
today i should have been more productive...
today....

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