Home for Christmas
When I finally left home for good, I moved to another city to take a year-long course in database programming. Before long, this course proved to be not only more intense than I had expected, but so boring that I began doubting whether I would even complete it.
As a matter of necessity, my leisure pursuits such as drawing and creative writing came to get less and less of my time. This soon made me realize just how important these activities were to me, and these restrictions began making the year even more difficult.
Somehow I occasionally found the time to go to a church near my apartment. As Christmas neared, some of t
Daffodils
I had just moved into a cheap rooming house to attend college, and was finding all this sudden anonymity unnerving. The building consisted of only two dozen small rooms in front and one dozen larger rooms in the back, but up to this point it was the largest collection of humanity I had ever shared an address with. I tried not to imagine all the unknowns living under the same roof.
The long-haired young man in the room next to mine looked a bit scruffy, but after I talked to him, he seemed okay enough. He had the curious habit of never locking his door, not even when he went out. This made some sense when he pointed out he had noth
Three Wishes
It was one of the few classrooms in the Science Building with no windows. The furnace had served us well all winter, but now it was well into spring and no one had informed the heating system of this fact. In the stifling closeness, it was all I could do to stay awake, and the heavy-lidded faces around me told me I wasn’t the only one. The coffee had long since worn off and lunch time couldn’t come quickly enough.
The room was on the top floor of the Science building, a long climb up and a long way down again to the cafeteria. To add to our misery, the room didn’t even have a clock. I kept sneaking glimpses at
Home for Christmas
When I finally left home for good, I moved to another city to take a year-long course in database programming. Before long, this course proved to be not only more intense than I had expected, but so boring that I began doubting whether I would even complete it.
As a matter of necessity, my leisure pursuits such as drawing and creative writing came to get less and less of my time. This soon made me realize just how important these activities were to me, and these restrictions began making the year even more difficult.
Somehow I occasionally found the time to go to a church near my apartment. As Christmas neared, some of t
Daffodils
I had just moved into a cheap rooming house to attend college, and was finding all this sudden anonymity unnerving. The building consisted of only two dozen small rooms in front and one dozen larger rooms in the back, but up to this point it was the largest collection of humanity I had ever shared an address with. I tried not to imagine all the unknowns living under the same roof.
The long-haired young man in the room next to mine looked a bit scruffy, but after I talked to him, he seemed okay enough. He had the curious habit of never locking his door, not even when he went out. This made some sense when he pointed out he had noth
Little waterfall,
churning the beautiful rocks broken,
please teach me;
show me how to be happy,
to dance in place for hours
with nothing more to show for it
but more dancing tonight and tomorrow and tomorrow;
show me how to be callous,
to pick the sparkle from the granite
and funnel it out to the fish
and the propellers;
show me how to be brave,
slicing walls in half and in half
even though they will change
your shape;
please teach me, little waterfall,
to live life above the rocks
rather than below them.