Friday, August 19, 2011

A Winnowing Sea of Green



A Hawk of brown and snowy white

Chased its shadow over the thick

Rolling hill,

That cast deep frowning shadows,

On a thick,

Dark,

Sea of Green.

Dry, swirling, smoky paths

Embraced hill

After smoking hill

And off in the distance

The bright shining sea

Sparkled like an endless jewel

Embracing the sky just upon

the horizon.





Tuesday, August 9, 2011

On The Bivouac

Resting quietly by the sea shore Templeton reviewed his journal.

"Why don't you put that thing away and give us a tune." Honry said. Templeton felt the heat of the glowing stick that few past his ear. This was followed up by men's laughter.

" I'm afraid I don't work that way." Templeton said rubbing his ear.

Honry walked across to him in three giant steps and stood over him. "Too good for the rest of us blokes huh? Well out in the Bivouac there isn't any higher-ups other than the Sergent and he's a busy man. I suggest you make real good with the blokes over there." He said nodding to the other men across the fire.
" You may be depending on them one day soon and nobody likes someone whose stuck up."

"I'll be over momentarily, Templeton said. Scratching away with his quill.
Honry kicked Templeton's ink bottle on his paper. There was the sound of more laughter.

Templeton pulled back quickly bowing the paper to keep it from spilling onto his blanket.

"Enough Honry, he isn't interested." The Sergent said. If you have that much time on your hands you can see to watering the horses. Honry paused over Templeton.

"Go on." Honry smiled cruelly looking at Templeton. "Your saved this time Ami." Reaching out he pinched Templeton who clenched his teeth. Honry released him and sauntered off.

Templeton rubbed his arm and looked at the men around the fire. " Hey Ami, you play cards?" One of them asked. He was an older fellow with a scar across his left cheek that made it sag sadly on his face.
Templeton continued to rub his arm, it still smarted. He lifted his arm and looked on a reddening bruise . He rolled his sleeve down.

"I've been known to play around or two."


Tuesday, August 2, 2011

A new leaf.

After reading a blog by Mike Duran about becoming self absorbed in one's own work, I realized that I was guilty. I have been concerned with my own blog and not really considered other peoples blogs on the blogging chain I have been a part of for almost a year now. So I'm endeavoring to share more than just my prose on this site from here on.
I will share some some ideas on things I read and try and get some feedback from some of you. I'll still post prose but I will also try and add some things going on in my life as well or a book review or something in hope that maybe some of you could share some of your ideas; or at least get the word out there of some other peoples works that I have enjoyed and that perhaps you might enjoy too.