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// Tuesday, September 29, 2009

A Very Good Day

Enjoying a big, hot bowl of homemade chicken soup,
   as I watch Fall-colored trees nod and sway to a cool afternoon breeze,
      while grey-white clouds sail across a sea of vivid blue.

A Sunday in reflection,
   lived and learned.

A restful introspection,
   a day well spent.

Dedicated to my wife.

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// Sunday, September 27, 2009

Today's Tendril...

Sunday is more than just a day of rest — it is an oasis in a desert of stress.

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// Saturday, September 26, 2009

Red-wing Bird-fish

Red-wing Bird-fish (c) Copyright 2009 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved. insilentpassage.com
 
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"Red-wing Bird-fish" is based on the image, "Ice-blue Wing" (IW): Ice-blue Wing (c) Copyright 2008 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved. insilentpassage.com

IW was the favicon for tagsandtendrils.com, which was my artistic outlet prior to insilentpassage.com.

IW image © Copyright 2008 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

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// Thursday, September 24, 2009

Bloodline

I awoke from a dead sleep with an uneasy feeling.

The bedroom was dark and silent, but the door was halfway open.

I don't remember leaving the door open.

Something inside me said in a strong, firm voice, "Get up. Now. Go and check."

I moved across the floor like a ghost—like a lion—and stood beside the bed of each bloodline until I was confident that what I was seeing was the steady rise and fall of dreaming sheets.

Everyone was safe.

A renewed calmness came over me.

Just one more thing to check.

I made my way to the family room.

There in the dark a little tail wagged - happily.

"Good girl," I said smiling. "You protect them, OK?" Her little tail wagged faster; her body danced in place.

I stood up, looked around, and smiled.

Nothing's more important than family, I thought.

Life is good.

I unfurled my wings, lit my halo, and made my way to the roof.

I promised them that I'd always be around.

And I always will.

(Never) The End

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This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.

Maturity is...

Maturity is knowing when to:
  • Wait it out
  • Wade out
  • Reach out
  • Drive it out
  • Step out
  • Chill out
  • Shout it out
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// Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Today's Tendril...

Dreamality: When dreams and reality converge — and smile.

Dedicated to my Notebook Brother.

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// Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Today's Tendril...

You don't lose your integrity. You give it up.

Alternate Version
Integrity cannot be taken. Only surrendered.

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// Monday, September 21, 2009

Today's Tendril...

An idea, bleeding somewhere in time, drips into the abyss of inaction.

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Today's Tendril...

A soul filled to capacity is an empty life.

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// Saturday, September 19, 2009

Today's Tendril...

...And the bookworms shall write (and right) the pages of the world.

Alternate Version
...And the bookworms shall inherit the earth.

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Today's Tendril...

There are those that are black holes to The Light,
     and those that are suns to The Dark.

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// Saturday, September 12, 2009

A Prayer, of Sorts

Lord, give me the strength to be more than an empty vessel – show me how to pilot the soul-ship.

Let me hear the message loud and clear through the chatter, prattle, and background noise of daily life.

Draw me away me from the unwritten tomorrow and lead me to the clouds (and the crows) of the ever present now.

Please keep me from getting stuck knee-deep in scat, by avoiding it in the first place.

And when the scat can’t be avoided, remind me not to tarry, but to wade my way to greener pastures.

Amen

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// Thursday, September 10, 2009

Today's Tendril...

What is more sad than a playground full of empty swings?

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// Thursday, September 03, 2009

Raw (a Drain Pipe)

Define the complication.
Breed the dependencies.
Spawn the zombies and let them feast upon all that is fresh.

Spin the agony.
Push the point into a maze.
Light the fuse,
  get away — and pray.

Splinter support.
Fog the masses.
Feed the machine (slave to the grind).

Stake the ground.
Burn the ends.
Pull apart with rusty hooks.

Sleight of mind.
Out of hand.
  Look away!
    Turn around!
Only to…

Lock onto yellow-red vermin eyes,
  as you become entangled
  in the vines of chaos,
      while a swarm of flies descends with fury
      from ever darkening skies.

 
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A stream of consciousness, captured and explored very much "in the moment."

I may hate this in the morning, but for tonight it serves the purpose: a drain pipe made of text.

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