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About gimble

I've never understood why solitary confinement is considered a punishment. My favorite time of year is when vacation forces me to drive long hours on the overnight stretch, all other companions in the car asleep, my thoughts and the dark stretch of white-striped road all to myself. Having said that, I can happily keep busy inside my head, yet am distracted by so much of the larger world that I waste time putting those thoughts generated by those distractions down on cyber-paper. Maybe I want to see if anyone else feels likewise. Though not as bright, sharp or hard as a diamond, I am many faceted - esoteric in my literature, tending toward magic realism - pop-culture vulturish in my take on media - sentimental enough to cry at dog food commercials - and a lover of kitsch, like diners and other holes in the wall of life.

Random acts of afterschool kindness

M came home and washed
all the dishes in the sink
trying to be nice.

Online life on the line

He sent sensitive
documents to a stranger
thinking it was me.

May day

When’s the right time to
wash winter blankets? Last night
I saw snowflakes fall.

Rainy days

Earthworms emerge, splayed
across sidewalks, tender skin
snags on rough concrete.

Dog tired

Our longer springtime
walks knock him out. There he lies
fat happy fur child.

Long walk in sunshine

Dog is lagging yet
clear skies pale green leaves urge me
to linger longer.

10,000th hit

Who will you be, and
from where? What will have brought you
here – mere chance or choice?

Popemobile

He tours in a case
like an aged Ken, “mint in box”
they’d say on eBay.

First warm day

Rake leaves left over
from fall. Clean porch furniture.
Spring into action.

Hard Rock Cafe, Niagara Falls

All around it, the
town is dead. Pity the poor
taken investors.