New Kid in Town


His big boy haircut and tailored slacks
set well  atop the casually understated
Buster Brown lace ups,

His velocipede was sleek,
the first one on the block in metalflake
and the fastest too.

It was not the shoes
and the shiny cycle with tassels
that dazzled and impressed,

it was how he hid his tears
when he crashed.

Defining Ars Poetica

Though your voice is paper
and your scent is leather,
to call you silence is paradox.

You have touched the globes of grapes
and tasted wine, and even that,
a silent act, has sound.

You are more than cliché, more
than stone, more than slow erosion;
you are the moon, motionless
in constant motion.

You are palpable and parallel,
you are pulchritude and wisdom;
monarch of this kingdom,
you are a poem.


I was playing with words in this poem.
It is the shading of meaning that I’m going for
as opposed to the most common connotation.


Stanza 1. paper and leather refer to a book.

Stanza 4. palpable: so intense as to seem tangible
parallel: in this case is a likeness, a mirror

About Forgiveness (and a movie called “Over-the-Rhine”)

I have long since reached the age of serenity, wisdom, and quietude. I have reached the age, but those inimitable qualities seem somehow out of reach. Of course, I see them in flashes; sometimes I think they are here to stay but then I break a fingernail, the very one I use for hanging on.

When I was young, old people knew all the answers. I don’t even know all the questions. I have given up on ever being wise. Fortunately, my patient Father allows me to dump all my messes at His feet. He keeps me from drowning in even the roughest seas but this article is not about me.

It is about a movie…not just any movie. This was the World Premiere of Over-the-Rhine, written and produced by Mitch Teemley. I write this article not as a review but as a thank you to Mitch and his cast and crew.

Over-the-Rhine” was filmed primarily in the Over-the-Rhine arts district of Cincinnati, Ohio. It begins in a coffee shop. Ingrid, the shop owner makes mugs, runs the shop, and mothers her teenage employees. She molds both teens and pottery with a loving touch. I not only viewed the movie through the eyes of Ingrid, I became Ingrid. It was I who told Ms. Short Shorts with the mesh stockings to go change clothes.

That’s the thing about this movie; you don’t watch it, you live it. The characters are strong and vibrant. My brother,(ok, it was Ingrid’s brother) the priest, was so believable that when I spoke with the actor at the after show interaction, I felt as if I should kiss his ring. The movie will get inside you. It has moments so intense that you forget to breathe. The guard at the correctional facility gave comic relief with impeccable timing. I can see him clearly as I type this and I’m laughing again. Poor Anne Boleyn. (I won’t explain that, but you will understand at the perfect moment in the movie and you will laugh as I did, and you will feel the tension drain away, just as I did.) The teen roles in the movie are pivotal. The young heroin addict will test every fiber of your being.

There are moments of gut-wrenching grief, there are moments of rage, and there are moments of laughter. There is love. I would tell you the pain I felt when a heroin addict on a high ran down Ingrid’s son. I would tell you how much I hated what he did and how it hurt to see it, but those are moments that must be experienced.

“Over-the-Rhine” is about forgiveness. It does not just show you the way,  it takes you there.

Nota bene:
The World Premiere of Over-the-Rhine took place on June 13th at the Memorial Theatre in the Over the Rhine arts district in Cincinnati, Ohio. The red carpet opening and delectable array of magnificent culinary delights were as glamorous and gourmet as Hollywood itself. The after show interaction with cast and crew rounded out a perfect evening. It was an unforgettable event.
The movie has already been nominated for best picture, most inspirational picture and best musical score at the 2017 International Christian Film Festival. It has also been nominated for best drama for the International Christian Visual Media Association Conference in Cincinnati. Mitch Teemley’s “Over-the-Rhine” will circulate in 2019. Ongoing updates
will be found here.

On the Wings of a Setting Sun

Atop the hill day makes its goodnight cry
in flame-red hues of myth and mystery,
Divine creation with a breathy sigh
burnishes earth in golden artistry.

Would I were that speck in majestic flight,
the wing’ed sparrow soaring high above
unfettered by melancholy twilight
nor taunted by the specters born thereof.

To feel the rush of wind beneath such wings,
to coast on currents warm with fading sun,
What makes the faith that lets the caged bird sing?
What wisdom lets a finished day be done?

Last vestiges of sun slip from my gaze
as melancholy turns to words of praise.


It’s a sunny day and not a lot
to complain about
but I remember winter
and I shall
(complain a little)
Not about the weather,
it’s old hat,
but more
about the climate

Pot holes and politics
my nemesis, each as useless
as the other one,
Neither is a welcome sight –
either can wreck a day
that’s otherwise

Why I worry ’bout it
I don’t know.
The solution is a snap
I do avow,
The pot hole
and the politician’s
both an easy remedy.

An empty space
rattles most.
A bit of tar and cinders
is all you need
to still the flow
and fill the cavity.



Long hair
that’s slow to grow
but thick with plenty
for shedding

Front paws
Don’t blame me
my furniture
is not that important

They left your back claws
sharp and strong
but sheathed
in this shared home

Though alley born
Your Majesty
is clearly high classed
pedigree. Your coat
as soft as any sable

Your purr alluring
Your taste champagne
Lady of distinction
You’ve earned your name.