Author Archives: Ken Greenman

What better place for gentle rest than my cheek upon my ladies breast? Where I have found such Peace- and Passion! Coming from my writing place late to bed at night, to our bedroom lit by but a soft blue … Continue reading →

I like to sing and dance each day and the only way I know- for me to sing and dance each day is-to-laugh-at-every-thing-I-say! When we wake-up in the morning and I turn to you and say, “I hope you have … Continue reading →

My wife relaxes in her recliner eating her breakfast , egg salad on rye toast and sipping her virgin Bloody Mary, watching the birds fly to the suet and seed feeding zone i created just off our back porch. I … Continue reading →

I’m not an orthodontist so I don’t have the dental anatomic expertise to know if teeth drift beneath the gums like stones do, underground, after rain, getting hung-up on the root canals of pine and maple trees. or if gums … Continue reading →

, Wanna get to Heaven, Finally? Start now. Find: in your heart, love: in your life, hope: in your mind, faith; in your soul, forgivness: in your body, happiness, and Surprise!! You’ll be there! Standing at the Big Pearlies, waiting … Continue reading →

After the feast my Great Grand Aunt Genevieve made, we’d sit ’round the dinning table nibbling Krumcaka, sipping Cassis or lemon aid or what ever stronger stuff (for my Dad) my Great Grand Uncle Claus kept close to hand.. They’d … Continue reading →

The human part is the heart of art or what’s creation for? Color, line, texture, rhyme do nothing more than frame. The thought in the poem, “the soul in the bowl” these give Art its name. Pigment splattered on canvas, … Continue reading →

I’m at that time in my life where, now, the Reaper now looms as the big interrupter in my scheme to always – be. I live in a community of gray hairs where an actuaries job is actually pretty simple, … Continue reading →

Sure! Sure! Our close simian cousins, the Chimps, are known to use a hollow in a stone and a heavy rock or an old bone to extract a tasty seed from its shell. The Bonobo, 2nd cousins once removed, solve … Continue reading →

Unless you’re an armadillo in Texas, the middle of the road’s the best way to go. Ya got plenty’a room to wriggle. to the left, to the right… plenty of time to hem and quibble, haw or giggle…. Say a … Continue reading →