Silent writing for quiet reading

Moving slowly

Silent footsteps

Stealth

Patience

Caution

Purpose

Not a hunter stalking his prey

Just me getting up early in the morning

Making a cup of tea

trying not to wake the wife

Lightly tapping the keyboard

Writing ever so quietly

The silence is almost deafening

Words whisper onto the screen

They will not shout out when read

Best read in a quiet place

Savored moments

Peace shared

Enjoy the silence

The golden age of travel is long gone

Travel is a great way to see new things

Escape from your familiar surroundings

Break your normal routine

Shake things up a little

Getting to a place is often stressful

Deciding what to pack

Will the houseplants die while we are away

Who can we trust to check on the house

What time should we leave for the airport

Will there be time to eat after check in

I forgot what size liquids you can take on the plane

The taxi we booked is late

There are long lines at the check in counter

We will never make the flight

More long lines at security 

If we run to the gate we might just make it

Boarding not started yet but something is wrong

A sign says flight delayed but no reason or new time

Angry passengers swarm around the staff at the desk

Will we still make our connection

The gate is a mob scene with passengers scrambling to board

Tired staff suffer more verbal abuse from angry passengers

We eventually get to our seats

No space left in the overhead compartments

The in-flight TV screen is broken

Weary flight attendants selling overpriced food and drink

After a long line for the bathroom I find it filthy

I wish I had stayed at home

Fortunately the connecting flight is late too

Finally arrive at the destination

Too tired to unpack today so its living out of a suitcase

I just realized I forgot to bring my medication

My Manhattan

Cocktail party

Long dresses

Black ties

Fake smiles

Polite nods

Posh voices

Smug people

Need drink

Find bar

Chunky glass

Big Ice

Bulleit Rye

Sweet vermouth 

Angostura bitters

Stir clockwise

Thirty times

Luxardo cherries 

Leave standing

Gently chill

Lift glass

Eyes shut

Sip slowly

Smell aromas

Savor flavors

Forward tasing

Slightly bitter

Strong sweet

Rinse mouth

Slow swallow

After taste

Slow burn

Alcoholic buzz

Eyes open

People mingling

Mundane conversation

Glass caressed

Boring party

Stupid people

No escape

Second sip

Eyes closed

Longer savor 

Slow rinse

Gentle swallow

Drifting off

Eyes shut

Floating gently

Ears blocked

No chatter

Manhattan bliss

Rude awakening

Shaken shoulder

Wife annoyed

Wake up!

Guests frown

Eyes open

Start chatting

Mumble mumble

Boring boring

Smiling nodding

Pretend listening

Mind elsewhere

Eyes open 

Third sip

Large gulp

Finish drink

Fast burn

Boring party

Wife agrees

Leave fast

Go home

Open door

Sit down

Wife retires

Make drink

Same recipe

Different environment

My glass

My Bourbon

My Vermouth

My ice

My music

My place

My time

My company

My life

My Manhattan

Water wind and light

the low morning sun

reflects on the bay

millions of tiny ripples

explode on the surface

flashing silver

mesmerizing

tantalizing

hypnotizing

the wind drops

calm patches appear

sparkles evaporate

the sun waits patiently

for the next breath of wind

to sprinkle dancing stardust

into the eyes of those

who dare to witness

this simple blend of magic

water wind and light

Flat Earthers

I had a brief encounter with FaceBook

for a few years I was part of this community

collecting friends and liking their posts

but then I became disillusioned

I did not appreciate the way my feed was being manipulated

algorithms were deciding what I should see

with the sole objective of keeping my attention

so they could push more ads into my feed

at first I just stopped posting but then I stopped reading

next I deleted facebook from my phone and computer

eventually I closed my account

it was a great relief to break free

now I make my own choices of what to see

its not just FaceBook that uses algorithms

YouTube does the same thing

using artificial intelligence to determine what keeps you interested

this might be harmless for the majority of the population 

but its a different story for individuals with strange beliefs

without social media these people generally remain isolated

they typically browse the internet for conspiracy theories

algorithms feed them more conspiracies 

eventually they latch onto one like believing the earth is flat

these individuals find comfort in joining a community of flat earthers

research has shown that most flat earthers stumbled upon the conspiracy via social media

what kind of world are we creating for our children and grandchildren?

where did the silence go

Sometimes you just want silence

Escape from all the noise

Turn off the radio

Close all the windows

Lower the blinds

As you get closer to silence

Even the quietest noise becomes deafening

Clock ticks like a drum

Airplanes scream from the skies

The phone rings like a firehouse alarm bell

Somebody is hammering next door

Its not going to work

Fill the bath with water

Put in earplugs

Submerge your head

Noise still travels through water

Strange muffled sounds but still no silence

Desperate to breathe

You consider your options

Drown in the bathwater

Or drown in the intense noise outside

You wait until your lungs are imploding

Your breath sounds like a hurricane

Loud noises fill your head

Close your eyes and it gets louder

You decide on a new strategy

Stop listening and ignore all the noises

It works for a short while

Until your thoughts start shouting inside your head

Summer meadow

In the heart of summer lies a meadow so grand

Where wildflowers bloom and butterflies prance

The sun shines bright gently warming the land

As nature puts on a glorious vibrant dance

The grass sways gently in the warm breeze

A symphony of green and gold

The air filled with the buzzing of bees

Nature’s beauty to behold

Birds sing sweetly from the trees

Their melodies filling the air with natural sounds

A harmonious chorus that carries on the breeze

An orchestral delight to entertain these grounds

The meadow is alive with colors so bright

Purples, yellows, reds, and blues

A masterpiece painted in the soft light

A canvas of nature’s vibrant hues

Children laugh and play in the meadow so inviting,

Running through the fields of pure green grass

Their joyous shouts explode like thunder and lightening

A picture of innocence you could never surpass

As the sun begins to set in the west

Casting a golden shroud over the meadow

Nature’s beauty at its very best

A sight that will forever in your mind’s eye echo

In the summer meadow time stands still

A moment of peace and tranquility

A place where nature works its will

A sanctuary of harmony and serenity

So here’s to the summer meadow so sweet

A place of beauty and grace

Where nature’s wonders all meet

A precious enchanting magical space

Insomnia uninvited

Awake 3am

Tossing turning

Body tired

Thoughts churning 

Bathroom break

House quiet

Lay down

Close eyes

Count sheep

Give up

Too many

Mind wanders

Negative emotions

Quickly banished

Think positive

Check time

Still dark

Breathe deep

Happy thoughts

Invite sleep

Sleep declines

Sip water

Stay hydrated

Check time

Almost 4am

Open phone

Big mistake

Start surfing

Read emails

Mostly junk

Check calendar

Full day

Need sleep

Phone off

Close eyes

Need sleep

Body fatigued

Mind racing

Check pulse

Normal rate

Feels faster

Another mistake

Now listening

Heart beating

Ears tuned

Loud pulse

Face throbbing

Drink water

Stay hydrated

Must pee

Bathroom tiles

Feel cold

Bare feet

Lay down

Check time

5.30am

Dawn breaks

Birds sing

Sleep hopeless

Get up

Make tea

Open laptop

Write poem

Quick edit

Publish now

Cheeky Monkey

Check time

6.30am

Today will

Be long

Will sleep

Well tonight

Red dress in Times Square – Part 3

Emily told Egor not to reach out to the CIA again

just to go about your normal business and wait to be contacted

he left room 407 a few minutes before another man arrived

Emily answered the door and let him in

he sat and watched TV with no sound

while Emily activated the speaker simulating their conversation

she removed the video recording device from the bathroom

plugged it into her laptop and downloaded the data

the recording was converted to a transcript

Emily checked it for accuracy

before encrypting an email to CIA HQ

her fake client left after an hour of watching silent TV

soon after another fake client arrived

the speaker played more fake conversations

 while Emily hacked into the hotel security cameras

she saw the listening device being removed from outside her door

she continued writing her report after the second fake client left

her back up team was in the bar downstairs

she read the text from them

The Russians just left we can stand down now

Emily wrapped up her report

recommending that Egor’s data be followed up

she noted his watchers had given up at 1.30 am

the lazy KGB agents concluded that Egor was just seeing a hooker

a few days later there was chaos on Wall street

a virus shut down all the trading computers

stocks were sent tumbling

Russian short sellers made millions

the parlor

step into the parlor

relax and enjoy lively parlor conversation

appreciate the parlor decor

feel the love that created the parlor

raise a glass in honor of the parlor decorator

feel the energy woven into the parlor fabric

admire the parlor artistry of the color and texture selections

listen to cool parlor jazz as you sip on fine wines

play loud rock music with your parlor Manhattan cocktail

cruise the blues with your parlor moonshine whisky

tell your tallest parlor tales as friends listen intensely

share your parlor secrets with trusted confidents

spill the beans in the parlor without staining your reputation

create your own safe parlor confession booth

sleep over and wake up contented

drift back into the parlor at dawn

watch the parlor sunrise

drink your parlor morning coffee and plan the day

chill a while in the parlor

take afternoon tea with the parlor ladies of leisure

read a good book in the parlor

write a parlor poem or a short story

the parlor hears all

but the parlor never tells

welcome to the parlor