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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.

Disaster at a distance

Hunkered down on the
couch, I watched Katrina and
9/11 here.

San Diego fire 9 – Sanctuary

Googled North Island.
A Navy dentist, Dick and
Anne can shelter there.

San Diego fire 8 – media coverage

Evacuated,
one woman watched  her home burn
live on CNN.

San Diego fire 7 – relocation

Anne is heading to
North Island. She carries our
thoughts, prayers and love.

Serendipity

Kindred spirits drift
within the net and sometimes
meet by accident.

Insurmountable

Sisyphus and his
rock are nothing compared to
teenagers’ laundry.

Eve and the tea of knowledge

I’d never cheat on
my husband. But that smells so
good one sip won’t hurt.

Solitaire

Seductive silence
wraps me past midnight. I crave
the absence of sound.

Imbalance

Drought parched hillsides.  Drenched
rivers nibble collapsing
roads. Some thirst. Some drown.

San Diego fire 6 – evacuation

A walk uphill at
4am to say goodbye
to the neighborhood.