Writers Harbor

Author: whadmin

  • Where’s Bill, A Pilot’s Tale

    Where’s Bill A Pilots Tale Introduction: “Where’s Bill ” is an afterthought. When I started this book, I was going to write about my experiences as a pilot, in particular, a helicopter pilot. As such, I named the book “Rotor Trash, A pilot’s tale” but I could not seem to keep from writing about all…

  • Rotor Trash

    The sun comes up around 5:30 and in spite of me trying to talk him out of it, my observer and I lurched off the deck about 6:00 am. I say, “Lurched” because Launched is just not sufficient to describe our departure. About this time I think to myself “Now you’ve done it! You have…

  • On Being an Angry Atheist

    It’s tough being an Atheist in God’s Country. I was watching a televangelist program today, something about Jesus getting in a boat and talking to a storm. “Jesus TALKS to the storm inside us! He got in the boat, and he SPOKE to that storm.” Damn. I want to be worshiped for talking to clouds.…

  • Flying Exercise 3

    The Dragon spread his serrated wings and roared a challenge at the sky from his perch on the Bastille pinnacle. He leapt up and swooped down over the castle wall with his wings spread to catch the gust, then glided back up on a jetstream. He arced around a tower and glided in low, then…

  • Flying Exercize

    Two eagles rose in the air to meet each other through screaming deathcries of war. The first, a solid white bird of prey, rushed through barreling updrafts careening toward his enemy, a black griffinhawk. He flashed his brilliant white wings as he dove through bursts of clouds, spinning in hypervolume bulletglide slicing through winds too…

  • A Tour of My Heart…

    Imperfect… immature. Selfish, trusting and needy… This is how I came into the world. This is how it began. I needed love. I didn’t know what love was. The very one I knew to seek love from… Had no earthly idea how to give it So, I was… Rejected. Alone. What’s a small town boy…

  • As Simple as Forgiveness

    The sting of words, The pain of strife, A taste of death, That spark of life. The beast within, The wolves without. A heart of sin? That drives us out. The love of God, The dreadful deed, A God of peace, That met our need. With grateful heart, Forgiveness felt, When at Christ’s feet, This…

  • My Silent World

    I blithely stared out window yon at setting sun, Pond’ring all the things that I had not yet done, I spied a flower in the distant meadow fair, And wished with all my heart that I could join it there. As eyes were drawn to forest green within my view, Where, playfully a buck and…

  • Rise to Try Again

    Though I falter and once more spread my face Upon the cold concrete… I will rise to try again. Though my many empty promises fall on wanting ears Only to be dashed on the rocks… I will rise to try again. Though my love is imperfect, my heart is cold and my faith grows old……

  • I looked at You