Try to Remember – a Sequel

My earliest memory “tomato-throwing” episode last night must have prompted some dreamwork while I slept. I awoke this morning with the questions, “Why is this my earliest memory?” and “Is this a metaphor for something deeper?” So I ponder how “chucking tomatoes from behind a fence” is a picture for a basic life stance. IContinue reading “Try to Remember – a Sequel”

#Bloganuary is over

#Bloganuary is over; the year has begun.The muse has awoken, and feels he’s not done.He looks for the prompt which just isn’t there.The blank page awaits; he can only but stare. He laments the prompts gone from his daily feedHe recalls their annoyance and his final concedeIn spite of resistance they awakened deep thoughtand setContinue reading “#Bloganuary is over”


#Bloganuary Writing Prompt: How Are You Changing The World? My old cartoon instincts are immediately kicking in, reminding me of my early days of fatherhood sharing the squawling, squirming infant-changing routine. Except no infant here, but a hard done by globe, polluted and sickly, lamenting the loss of dimly remembered pristine goodness. The question forContinue reading “World-changer!”

Mirror, mirror on the wall

#Bloganuary Writing Prompt: What is your favorite part about yourself? My resistance to questions such as this! I am finding myself quite reactive and rebellious – it’s like asking for a description of the color of one’s underwear or one’s most intimate thoughts. When one writes for such blogging exercises one is already putting one’sContinue reading “Mirror, mirror on the wall”

Vegemite Valor!

#Bloganuary Writing Prompt: Write About Something That Makes You Feel Strong Vegemite was staple fare for me as an ankle-biter. As an aging dieter, Vegemite and cheddar on a Cruskit is my lunchtime go-to. There is also something perverse about my taste. Visitors from dominant overseas backgrounds wince at the thought of this tasty spread,Continue reading “Vegemite Valor!”

Dream a Little Dream

#Bloganuary Writing Prompt: Write About a Dream You Remember Once upon a time, when I remembered dreams, I journaled them. I could now dig up the archives and write about one of them, but that would be ancient history – the issues to which they pointed are long resolved or accommodated. I know I continueContinue reading “Dream a Little Dream”