My Vistas

Finding Beautiful

Posted by on Sep 16, 2013 | 0 comments

Finding Beautiful

The rock-laden shores of New England remain the most captivating and heartfelt images in my mind as I cast my inner vision to the life that trails behind me.  I am connected to the Northeast corner of America in a wistful way, or maybe more like a barnacle on the belly of a fishing boat. However held, I simply cannot detach myself from the memories, both picturesque and pathetic. I spent most of the years in my preppy teen-hood through to my present day prudent adult-hood residing in non-New England cities mapped in the mid-Atlantic, South, West Coast and places in between. Engaging and...

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Newspaper Nauseau

Posted by on Aug 17, 2013 | 0 comments

Newspaper Nauseau

If I want to do a number on my sense of happiness and trash what contentedness lies inside my inner sanctuary of single life, one perusal of the “Weddings / Celebrations” page of the New York Times Sunday edition is all it takes. There it is. Captured in smiling snapshots- portraits of pure bliss with perfect teeth.  Love told in three or four tidy paragraphs, each one detailing the perfection of the fortunate couple’s life, their union, and the inevitable anticipation of ever after. “He” is an up and coming executive in an industry where affluence is a by-product of senior management. He...

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Haunted Heights

Posted by on Jul 23, 2013 | 0 comments

Haunted Heights

Time and silence hang heavy in the darkened air… Dripping like Spanish moss off ancient oaks. ~ Heartbeat keeping time… Unchanged by the theatrics of our existence. ~ Staged events… Puppets dance all around me. ~ Both actors and audience steadfastly play their parts… Lacking chance and missing emotions. ~ Only the distant music sinks underneath my soft skin… The melody speaks while the lyrics set the rhythm. ~ The intensity heightens… My intentions rise with equal abandon. ~ If I seek harmony and balance… I lose my passion in the safety of their...

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Honeyeyed Dreamer

Posted by on Jul 23, 2013 | 0 comments

Honeyeyed Dreamer

Inspire, as a honeyed dreamer… Cede the imagination, free… Ignite uncensored laughter… Be reduced to absurdity. ~ ~ ~ Authenticate your principles… Stand firm without fears… Recognize your true friends… Don’t fail their anguished tears. ~ ~ ~ Relish in the possibilities… Roll dice in the game of chance… Be awed by the odyssey… Discover rhythm in the dance. ~ ~ ~ Lay in the shade of an angel… Admire her beauty, sugared grace… Feel the harmony of nature… Allow passion to make hearts race. ~ ~ ~ Wander endlessly, honeyed...

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Departing Myself

Posted by on Jul 23, 2013 | 0 comments

Departing Myself

I remember the moment when I washed off the perfectionist make up, for good.  Eye liner of attitude, the lipstick that lacked appreciation, the rouge of rigidness, the concealer of conceit, the mascara of materialism, and the foundation of flawlessness… artfully dabbed across the cheekbone, disguising a false image, and in no means a tasteful one at that. I remember when I stopped living a counterfeit life behind layers of applied ignorance. It was on a freshly blossomed April day. I sat at an outside cafe, just a block from the blue-green waters of the Pacific Ocean. It was an animated...

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Lifetime Warranty

Posted by on Jun 6, 2013 | 0 comments

Lifetime Warranty

I have come to the conclusion that every “thing” is made to break soon after acquiring it.  More precisely, soon after buying it.  Once monetarily committed, we naively think that we are now in possession of the ‘thing’, in good working condition, for years to come.  What a rude awakening to have it abruptly break down some time before your next oil change is due. Take my cell phone, as an example.  I won’t name the major, national company which sold me the self-destructive piece of crap (think track runner), but its safe to say upper management figured out exactly how to keep raking in...

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