Monthly Archives: August 2009

The Audience

They appear as the curtain rises and the house lights dim.   Cold and distant, the silent observers are totally unmoved by the dramas unfolding below them.   Never critical or demanding, yet never complimenting or approving– they merely observe, … Continue reading

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Remembering

I’m at the train station, holding my younger bruder’s hand. Something inside tells me that I will never see this valley or these mountains again. I love oma and tante, and especially mutter, but I am glad that they are … Continue reading

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Accused

I look around at the faces surrounding me and I refuse to drop my eyes. Some meet my steady gaze with stony silence and angry eyes, but most let their eyes swing away. They stare instead at the plank floor … Continue reading

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Dante’s Equation

A universal wave that defines our reality…that is the key plot item to a book I just finished reading. The odd thing is, that although it’s a book of fiction, it brings together several concepts I have researched and studied … Continue reading

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The Race

     I watch as raindrops rev for the race. The official thunders his command to descend,   and like quicksilver lightning  they descend. Sliding and skittering, they slip down the glass,   The winners rushing  toward the circle of the puddle … Continue reading

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The Sky is Falling

It’s so hot that the air hurts to breathe. I swipe a hand across my forehead, and glance fearfully toward the open window. There’s no breeze, just the steadily increasing odor of burning and the vile stench of rotten eggs. … Continue reading

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Like a Balloon

      Like a balloon untethered I seem to soar. Floating past the world, I gaze down and see the people as they chase their dreams; while I am already living mine.

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