Writers Harbor

Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

  • No Quarter, No Change

    No Quarter, No Change if I had a shiny coin, I’d send it sailing; then call it in midair… because some decisions are just too tough, to make on our own 1-13-08

  • THE WIND

    The wind had been blowing From west today, It may bring some rain. I am hoping that it will bring the softness to the soil again. The wind is blowing From the west again. I love your gentle breeze. You always bring changes- sometimes rain- Another time thunder, hail or mist. Someday Hurricanes! The wind…

  • You Are Not My Sunrise

    ((Un-requited love hurts, even when it is you doing the un-requiting.)) i. He said to me, he said, ‘I want to fall in love again I want to be in love again’ I nodded my head and told him I knew what he meant, and I smiled thinking of that other boy. ii. He said…

  • A kinder, more gentle Cyberspace?

    “We’ve got tonight ” Bob Seger A kinder, more gentle Cyberspace? Cyberspace. What an amazing invention. I wonder what William Shakespeare, Thomas Jefferson, or Mark Twain would have made of it. What would they have thought of its potential for good? And… what would they have said of its dark side? It’s such a shame.…

  • The one night stand

    The One Night Stand They had arranged to meet at a popular eating place. He, the amateur writer, the compulsive scribbler of verse and song, and she, the successful, liberated career girl. It was, as was fashionable, the girl who had invited the boy out. He had accepted over the phone, and now they were…

  • California Guys and their Long Hair Fetish

    In California, guys have a thing about long hair. “I mean I can see your scalp and am I really going to take you to meet my parents when your hair is an inch off your head, I mean they’ll think I’m gay! “ There was this guy who asked me to grow my hair…

  • Did you ever…

    credits: Vangelis ( “Misty “) Kraustrujillo (YouTube) Did you ever (thinking of my Mother, who died when I was young, thinking of my daughter, and remembering walking alone along a quiet beach in Angola, Africa, with the waves coming steadily ashore…) Did you ever, stand on a shore, and gaze out to sea? Did you…

  • I flew alone

    I flew alone (An allegory of Man’s eternal quest for love) I flew alone in stormy skies and forced my tired, aching eyes past looming clouds and dark despair through lightning laden night time air in desperate search for guiding light with only ragged tops in sight. The hungry mountains mocked my breath cold granite…

  • Merry Christmas Y´all

    I usually take a dim view of people dressing up helpless animals … but as I made a monkeyof myself as well, I thought I might be excused for this one! Enjoy your holidays! Silvia

  • ‘Twas The Night Before (A tale of survival)

    ‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, There was nothing to eat, for man or for mouse. The stockings were worn and were somewhat threadbare, No hope for presents or candy was there. The children, asleep in their bed on the floor, With bars on the windows and locks on the doors.…

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