Posted in Books & Stories, Reviews

A Review Just ‘Cause

We watched the newest Alvin and the Chipmunks movie and who showed up, as far as I’m concerned the only part of the film that’s worthwhile, none other than Stiffler’s Mom. What role does she play? The babysitter who’s to watch Alvin, his brothers, and the human teenage boy who may very well become their stepbrother. Who does she acknowledge when she shows up to check in on the boys?

Let’s just say it ain’t the Chipmunks.

Posted in Books & Stories, Fiction & Poetry



Thinking: Back Burners Of My Mind

Far Cornered Space Without Sun


Staring at the wall in early A.M.

Death trying to take my soul

Nah, I don’t think so


Get up, write, coffee, watch the day awake

But I feel strange… oh, feel that sun

Alive in some way – ha


I wish things could be accepting

I had thought this way

But at the end of the rope, no


I began with hope aplenty

Something will open up

There’s something there, somewhere


Who knew?

When things are falling apart

They’re really falling right into place


Saw it posted on one of those sites

I hope so; write back though doesn’t feel like always, no

Joy has left me in a far cornered space without sun


Like the poetics of that one, yeah

Not the pixie in the movie, moving on

She doesn’t realize thinking only one way


Where to now, St Peter, whoever, who’s left?

I feel worn as if I am done

Maybe done with that but more to come


You know it


Spoke with Grandma and my dearest friend

Yes communing, they’re dead people

I think of them and miss them




Don’t go on you yourself don’t miss family and friends

Who’ve passed …

Where will it end?


I hear we don’t really know

Too funny

I said, “Remind Him for me”


You know, the big “H”

A socio-spiritual moment

But who’s to say, and whose right the way


Maybe here’s a good place, or there’s

Though I’m the one needs reminding

In the far cornered space without sun


Yeah, I like that one