Monthly Archives: September 2016

Philip MacDonald’s “The Noose” (1930) is heroic detective/adventure writing at its best. Logical, imaginative, quick and sure-acting Anthony Gethryn is at his persevering sharpest in the pursuit of justice. As with most (if not all) of MacDonald’s books the story … Continue reading →

In the morning of melody’s leap from your tongue, When the tells of your voice are as silver bells rung, I sit still and I listen as, scaling, you rise In a practice made perfect that tries, ever tries, To … Continue reading →

Very much, very much, Very much, much, much, I’m a-walking ’round my garden. Very much, very much, Very much, much, much, To wave all my flowers bye-bye. It is sad, very sad, It is very, very sad, Seeing all my … Continue reading →

When the candlelight falls on your lips as they touch The rim of your wine-glass—oh, it is too much! So precious much I must needful pause, because Stillness has stricken me still-ful with its laws— That say, one, Don’t let … Continue reading →

Oh beautiful, musical beat that I hear In the dusty old hallway sounding so clear; Oh wonderful whish of that mountain perfume When she opens the door of my pale-lit room, Oh eyes of blue skies bringing daylight to me … Continue reading →

In the town of Hampton, population 50,000, muslim ‘refugees” totaling 5,000 had been brought in by the feds. In the years two mosques had been built in which jihad was being preached. The mayor had a meeting with crop-dusters in … Continue reading →

Three atomic bombs were dropped simultaneously on Tehran, medina and Mecca. Hundreds of imams were arrested in the United States to be deported, and as many mosques bulldozed into the ground. the new President went on television to say that … Continue reading →

Here on my rock, my good gray rock, I sit and look about. A first leaf falls from off its perch And there is not a doubt That leaves will all be soon to leave, The grass cease grow so … Continue reading →

No moon is in the morning sky, No sun is yet arisen; The stars are gone, the streetlights on, The wind with still is smitten. A bright red truck goes rolling by, A jogger, slow, yet steady; A lone bird … Continue reading →

I walk beneath a starry sky, Atop a hill, just stars and I; I don’t need them, they don’t need me, I am a height they cannot see. O blind things that can’t even hear, That have no wings to … Continue reading →

Here at this table, here, I sit; My pen is moving, hand keeps fit. With both my eyes I exercise, To left, to right, and up and down. But best of all, my thoughts move, free— Such exercise is good … Continue reading →

I sit amidst the trees, And rocks, and green things growing; A little stream in midst of these So quietly is flowing. A tiny, puffy cloud goes by, Its easy motion cheering; At home within the silent sky, As I … Continue reading →

When Clinton trips upon her lips The lies come flying fast. Then sick, she slips, and backward flips; Her future in her past. Of wisdom’s wealth she has no gold, Her words are toothed in two, And each false half’s … Continue reading →

Riding my bike down the long steep hill I need not pedal more, For swift I fly, fly faster still— A seagull bound for shore! And the trees and bushes wing on past, And wind whips through my hair! The … Continue reading →

A nation good at mourning Isn’t any good for dawning, But just men killing foe On foreheads sets a glow, A glow of pride that shines like rising sun.

Oh, what serves it to remember The Eleventh of September When justice is not done And we stand still, While Islamists, they are dancing, Craz’ly laughing in their prancing, And all that we should do We doubt we will? Let … Continue reading →

Determinism is the view that there is no free choice, that all of man’s acts, his thinking, even, are determined. This view holds that men are mere robots and that there is no such thing as self-responsibility. The man who … Continue reading →

The nine ten year old students were asked to draw, with colored pencils, a picture of God. They drew. Each picture was different. Many of the faces were of older men, but one had long white hair and beard, another, … Continue reading →