by Bela Johnson | Mar 6, 2018 | growing up, personal, popular culture, Uncategorized
Songs possess the power to take me back in time, drop the needle onto spinning vinyl, crackle and pop of a generation; Subjective as memory can be, the body does not lie and it is this visceral recall a tune nudges into being, cruising in that little red Rambler,...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 27, 2018 | nature, perspective, poetry, Uncategorized, writing
The grit of metaphor grinds slowly, chafing the brain until words emerge, runaway horses on the plains of pages, hooves pounding sentiments, grafting meaning onto senselessness resulting, it is hoped, in broadening context for eyes to behold, reversing imprints from...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 20, 2018 | love, musings, nature, perspective, philosophy, Uncategorized
Drip, drip, drip, the rains come and drop from the ends of ti leaves scorched yellow by ceaseless sun even during this Hawaiian winter while the rest of the country lies deeply buried in drifts of snow or snarled in turbulence of another sort; Drip, drip, drip and I...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 13, 2018 | nature, perspective, philosophy, Uncategorized, words, writing
The strike of keys to paper replaced now by snapping buttons on white screens; still the thoughts stream onto glass which fractures in the light of reason; all the comely hues of morning, dawning of ideas as horizons, split into...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 6, 2018 | friendship, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
What is the lens through which we view another? What color and hue, are they sister or brother? Do we place them in boxes without really thinking of sorrows and pleasures, the history winking from under the furrows, aside from the layers the total and sum of the...
