by Bela Johnson | Mar 11, 2014 | lifestyle, musings, nature, philosophy, poetry, Uncategorized
An avalanche or a rockslide cleaves sharply from its origins; boulders of perception tumbling, tumbling thundering carelessly over terrain flinching passively; unexpected projectiles lodging fragments into storied ice. Millennial madness, and it drives and it...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 4, 2014 | family, musings, personal, poetry, relationships, Uncategorized
It’s complicated. I think of her lying in bed alone, ridged shit-stained fingernails and the blue bulge of veins under translucent skin; bony hands curved inward, silently cursing agility they can no longer manage. Silk lily of the valley embedded in white...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 25, 2014 | creativity, happiness, musings, personal, philosophy, Uncategorized
Although generally settled in my skin or in the garden, occasionally I discover, quite surprisingly, that I am also skilled at manufacturing worry. I wonder if it’s the challenge of many creative types at this time of life, where we find ourselves at the juncture...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 18, 2014 | animals, lifestyle, nature, personal, random thoughts, Uncategorized
I have never managed to save one, not that I haven’t tried. All my life I have discovered fledglings, either crowded out of the nest or cast out, or injured in the attempt to gain instant knowledge of flight. As a child it was neighborhood cats who preyed upon...
by Bela Johnson | Jan 28, 2014 | family, personal, poetry, Uncategorized
She drops down, swipes over polished floors, repeating back and forth motions, elbows cracking, jaw set and grimaced. It would be, could be zen, though it’s clearly frustration in motion, the drudgery of repetition maintained for decades. I, too, witnessed the...
