Published inThe Lark·PinnedMember-onlyFerry My SoulShort fiction — Tom and James would walk to school every morning, their lunch pails occasionally tapping into each other with a tinny sound. Their route took them by the ferry road and sometimes they would hear the whistle of a steamboat underway on the river. The year was 1921. James would always…Short Story6 min readShort Story6 min read
Published inNew Creation·PinnedMember-onlyThe Amazing Power of GodHow God and Advair saved my life — The above image was a mirror of my morning ritual. From sixteen years old to forty-seven years old, I was a smoker. I’d tried to quit on a few different occasions. Well-intentioned as those times were, they just didn’t work out. It was the twenty-second day of February 2012, the…Testimonials7 min readTestimonials7 min read
PinnedMember-onlyThe Sea and The SkyAlive together — See and hear the gentle roar The waves and the singing sand Postulate on the grand design Does it come from God’s own hand? Earth still slowly turning A sky that’s made of fire A gentle breeze on the water Fans the flame of desire Families slowly walking Their feet…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published inThe Lark·PinnedMember-onlyMorning MistLingering spirits — This morning mist is moving So slow on the silent water As if it’s been brushed away By someone’s unseen hand The thoughts that swirl in my head They tell me that you aren’t real I’ll fight for now and stay right here Next to these calming waters I wonder…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published inThe Lark·PinnedMember-onlyI’ll Leave You Here Among The GrainsShort fiction — “How many grains of sand are there… on all the beautiful beaches in the world?” She’d asked this, smiling, staring into the water, and balancing herself with her arms. I’d looked at her with a questioning stare, as if, how in the hell can I answer such a question? Still…Fiction5 min readFiction5 min read
Feb 9Member-onlyLoving an ArtistAn Abecedarian Poem Artists, like my wife, are constantly trying to find and harness the Beauty in life. Like a bird pecks the ocean-sculpted sand, she dives into her Creative process to find this beauty. Like her commitment to children, her Devotion to her craft seems to spring forth inherently from…3 min read3 min read
Published inThe Lark·Sep 23, 2022Member-onlyContrastA poem — Contrast is everywhere Just like night and day Positives and negatives It’s the only way. Present in all things Making the world turn It’s the ying and the yang It’s the engines that burn Light and shadow Happiness and sorrow The feeling of a bad day Makes us yearn for tomorrow…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published inILLUMINATION·Sep 7, 2022Member-onlyThe Greatest Race of AllThe third running of a classic — On Sunday, September 4th, sixteen courageous and daring adventurers set sail from the port city of Les Sables d’Olonne, France in the third running of what many consider the greatest and most challenging race of them all. Started in 1968, and only recently renewed in 2018, the Golden Globe Race…Nonfiction3 min readNonfiction3 min read
Published inThe Lark·Jul 30, 2022Member-onlyA Life in the ArtsSubmitted for The Lark’s poetry competition — runner-up poem — I write to find the beauty in words There’s art in the flow of language I read books for the same reason You could call it a literary vocation My wife blends acrylic colors Across the weaves of a taught canvas With her brush, she’s slowly teasing Caressing, harnessing her chosen image…Competition2 min readCompetition2 min read
Published inThe Lark·Jul 5, 2022Member-onlyStill ThereResonance in the waves — We inch our way out Total respect for the sea The five of us watching For that distant swell A family together In the waist-deep water Smiling and happy Arms-length from each other A large swell is spotted It queitly builds momentum Rolling with its power Promising such adventure We…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
