Hardtack Rat: chewing on life one bite at a time

  • Flash (tanka)

  • Apparently It’s 11:19 a.m.

    Apparently it’s 11:19 a.m. Like on every other appliance That sets automatically to noon After plugging it in when you move

  • Poem or Song?

    I’ve been working on this piece for a while now and can’t determine if I want it to be a song or a poem. For now, it’s set up as a song, but I can see it going either way. Let me know if you think it should be a poem or a song in…

  • Christ In Me

    Contemplation upon my face Reflects my soul’s current state Witnessing the One who lets me be Welcoming actions not taken by me

  • Watching

    While trees are still green, The lightest of all breezes Pushes brown leaves gently Over the roof’s edge to be seen.

  • Adaptive Work

    Last year, I read Leadership Without Easy Answers by Ronald A. Heifetz. The following poem was part of me processing the main thrust of the book: adaptive change. There’s so much more I could write, but for me, this suffices for now.  

  • Spent

    Outside, there is a breeze, But it is over eighty degrees. There’s a crick forming in my neck From the day’s strenuous yard work.

  • World Tension

    Boundaries and vulnerabilities – the world Is certainly set up to hold these in tension.

  • Exclusive

    Were we acquaintances sooner Would I’ve desired your number,

  • Beckoning

    Sitting for a moment On the curb to reflect In the adjoining parking lot Of the shopping strip of you name it – Kroger, Goodwill, that Mexican joint – Starbucks and Little Caesar’s the closest   I hear a wrestling Perhaps just wind Or a small creature Of a tiny wooded area I don’t know…