Tag: memories

thar she blows

as the power goes out yet again on the island, i wonder about the trees, and, what kind of an idiot is flying that prop plane that’s cruising over… as the big bright ferry remains parked at the terminal across the narrows. but the trees are more interesting. i imagine them loving it, and dancing…


to lose yourself

i recall several distinct moments in my life, as they revolved around music. it’s interesting what memories surface in random tangents to what may be on the mind at any given moment… when i was younger, we lived in a house that had a full, separate garage behind it, and my dad had at some…