Author Archives: Robert Hubbard

I stand clear ofbut near brushthat sweeps the water’sedge.Before me,a gentle,narrowing poolfloated with strange flowersdissolves into waiting reedsthat claim the shallowsof a not-so-far-off,final shore. During my remainingwhile this dusk,I’ll witness eachpetalled smileto guesswhich colour mightoffendor which appeasesapproaching night.I cannot for a moment befree as these lillies.I pause alone,they drift alone.Of course,that fact displeases me.

“Zo – leaf your troubls outzite n c’mon in!” sang Joel Grey as he portrayed the cabaret’s Master of Ceremonies. Zo. It is so. After yesterday’s eerie, wild quiet and calm of a disastrous U.S. presidential election season’s end…we may best decide to visit ‘Le Cabaret’ awhile. The man we should forget, the one weContinue reading “November 4, 2020”

Success I am thinking about my mother this morning. As a result of Covid and the resulting restrictions, Mom faded away, disappeared. We had no opportunity to guide her on the way. We didn’t get the chance to visit her in the care facility and sit by her bedside to help her count the remainingContinue reading “October 31, 2020”

Creativity This morning, I received something in the mail that made me smile. It was a gift and the gift made me think that there is hope for the future. It is only slightly likely that I was exaggerating. It is only a little bit possible that I overemphasized the ramifications of this little giftContinue reading “October 29, 2020”

I am seated and ready to type. Bagel in hand, tea at the ready. Another day in the universe? Ya. The U.S. Presidential election is finally only days away. For a brief moment on November 3rd, it will be over, one way or another. The sad thing is that as soon as one cycle closesContinue reading “October 25, 2020”

The Latte is flowing at the office today. Ha. The boys are here. Yesterday, it was an all-girl crew and they were working even harder than today’s mixed crew. The fellow known as Simon is very fit, very friendly. His is a perfect v shape and there are very well defined muscles showing through thatContinue reading “October 17, 2020”

Behind the gun today. A late start (which bothers the dickens out of me) and a hurried bit of being overwhelmed have put me out of sync with my world. I see boogey-men and women surrounding me. It is a real chore to keep moving and not allow myself to be angry when the ordinarinessContinue reading “October 16, 2020”

Birth Anniversary Number 70 My fingers are rapidly twisting, now. The arthritis seems to be taking a faster pace, moving the smaller bones around. A combination of twisty fingers and crepe paper skin make me nearly unrecognizable to myself. Sigh. The joint problems have been with me a while and aren’t that big a deal,Continue reading “October 13, 2020”

There was no finalpuff and gone.Awareness played at tag alongto wake in this articulated bed,bright lights and physiciansswimming overhead.“Wow! You almost bought it,”an unseen someone said. I gasped in thought, “Not quite bought?”..to learn a mortgage unpaid stillon my imagined space under the low hill.With free movement frozen by tubes and wires,leaving desire’s last worldContinue reading “The Other Side”

You have: a murder of crows, a flock of seagulls, a shrewdness of apes, an obstinacy of buffalo, a clowder of cats, a fluffle of bunnies, a mob of cattle.. I have: a mess of dishes. I have been eating my way through the pandemic and the U.S. election campaign. I have a mess ofContinue reading “October 9, 2020”