The Younger Me

The younger me

met the older me

somewhere in California


Familiar, yet

unfamiliar we looked

at each other, sizing up the changes

and the time gone by,


Funny how, the older me

can more easily recognize

what and who, I used to be

and why the road has led

me here,


The younger me would never

imagine living other places

and meeting foreign influences,

becoming, a foreigner



Here is to you, my younger self

and your undreamed, dreams

that have become

me, myself

Time Away

From the peaks fell the stones

into basins abyss

Their callings of anguish

echoed true – the last kiss


I read the words written

the sun lost to time

was fading so quietly

as my thoughts lost their wine


Embattled for ages lost

their armor need not rust

the ramparts graze the loft sky

In salvation, we put our trust


Observations, whispered tunes

feelings time forgot

The High Sierra goes to sleep

and I will savor that thought

3 September 1977 Split Mountain., High Sierra California

The Sky is Afire

The sky is afire

with images alight

The edges have softened

as day passes on

the whites yield purples

the reds give soft pink

with breezes so gentle

The sun heads for sleep


The cirrus appatterned

unmoving above

so silent, so silent

no colors of change

no threats, to intimidate

no storms to await,


Blue skies and sunshine

with clouds of the day

the colors, the colors

as change equals change


Moon faces and dark spaces

-the stars, lest we forget


-the colors of the night

less the light


16 October 1980

The Girl, The Car, The Key to the Kingdom

I figure after my long life that I am entitled to a bit more.

I want in the following order, these modest gifts:

  1. The Girl
  2. The Royal Car
  3. The Key to the Kingdom, or Royal Washroom

What if the King actually lives in exile, and has been waiting for the right guy to marry his unwed daughter, then ride off into the Sunset in the Royal Car, or Horse, possessing the key to the Kingdom, or the one to the Royal Washroom!

Can you see here, how generous I am, allowing these slight changes to the classic “wish list”? That is just the kind of guy, that I am, and how deserving that makes me.

  1. The Girl. Obviously a Foreigner, as they make the best mates! Why go after the European ones when others in, let’s say, former Colonies, would do even better? Considering how many Countries were former Colonies, the choices increase greatly.
  2. The Royal Car. Not a gas-guzzler, but a modern, roomy mid-range, most likely a Foreign Model. Look how many people drive BMWs, Lexus, and Teslas. Hey, over here even a Ford is a Foreign Model! Have I driven a “royal” Ford lately?. Nope, but…..
  3. The King, living a quite life in some remote backwater, in let’s say “3 Rivers” has been waiting to turn over the keys to the Kingdom/Royal Washroom. His whole life has pointed to this time, and I for one, wouldn’t want to deny him his happiness.

All I need now is a Fairy Godmother, or  someone in that branch of things, to wave their Magic Wand, most likely made in some exotic Foreign Country, and grant me my wishes!

And who would’ve thought that it would be announced on this Blog Site?

Just goes to show you, how unpredictable life might be…….


The H-Word, Honesty

Now we’ve reached the H-word in your Guy Dictionary. Take a deep breath and remember, this is only my opinion!

When I was young, my parents did as all other parents did: Tell me and my siblings to tell the truth, and that Honesty was the Best Policy!

Looking back on those days has made me wonder if my Father, who was making the family fortune go down the tubes with his gambling debts, told my Mother the whys and whats of his situation? Probably not, because he usually locked himself in his office at home,  locking out any kind of reality that might come his way, like paying the bills, or petting the horses and their jockeys at Hollywood Park Horse Racing Arena!

The H-word is another tricky one for us Guys. My own wife has told me that I needed to be honest with her, no matter what. OK. I can do that. “You know about that Canadian woman who was here last year?” – Reluctant Nodding – “Well, she is returning to Denmark with her friend, and I’ve thought about picking her up at the Airport, taking them Sightseeing, then making them Dinner at our house….” You see how great the H-word can be? I even repeated my intention for doing so a number of times, but she was still on the poor side of understanding, when it finally happened!

The H-word is something that your partner says, that they want to know about, but probably really don’t? That is one of those tricky things about women. No. I am not generalizing here, it has happened to me many times, and on no less than 2 Continents!

Here is another use of the H-concept, that doesn’t really mean what it sounds like:

“I believe in complete and utter honesty, and in doing so, will not change the way that I feel about you, no matter what!”

Watch out for that one, as she might already have ordered a locksmith to change the locks on the house, throwing you and your sorry butt out, where the sun don’t shine!

Here is another obvious trap, “Are you cheating on me behind my back?”

The Honest you would want to put your partner at ease, by telling them the truth, but you hesitate. “Uh”, Right here you are in trouble, because the use of the word, “Uh” tells your partner, that her worst fears might be true, and you have been soaking up some local color, or whatever they call it today?

The next question might be, “Are you communicating with her without me knowing it?”

That is much easier, but only if you are completely honest, “No. I am communicating with her, but if you’d like to see, what we’ve written to each other, then it won’t be behind your back!”. At this point, you need to remember, if your correspondence contains any photos of each other, like her wearing her sexy, furry socks, or her favorite T-shirt “Intelligence is Sexy” possibly showing more of her assets, than your wife would be comfortable with?!

Remember to use the H-word carefully, or she might use it back at you.

I would suggest that you beat her to the punch, and lay your cards on the table. Honesty being the best policy,  would dictate that you either lead the life of a monk, or do as you usually do, and hope that she believes your lies to be truths all the same.

No, I did not consciously mention the L-word here, but if you are involved with the H-word, then the L2-word probably won’t be far behind.

Oh yes, the L2 world is not about Love or Lentils, but rather: Lie, Lying, Lying through your teeth. Lying while lying with someone else.

But remember, it is still only my opinion here, and the true path of righteousness must be traveled by you and you alone.

If you are lucky, her shadow might blend into yours, which would keep you on the richer side of being Honest, and that is the best side of that word to remain on.

Even if you have to lie to do so……..