Inappropriate Conversations

I've long believed that something more personal and profound is identified within Isaac Newton's laws of motion. This three-stanza poem looks inwardly at each theory. 

Inappropriate Conversations #23

Especially on a holiday weekend, I suspect a scene like this plays out all across the world. A baby sleeping in mother's arms is gently taken by a father (in this case) to bed, gently and quietly to not interrupt the slumber. In my family, that simple transfer from one parent to another was often more delicate than it sounds -- a disentaglement of sorts.

I don't like it when podcasts I enjoy disappear. Even if they gracefully pod-fade, I've been known to wait weeks or months before finishing the last episode. It's worse when things stop abruptly. 
One thing I'm thankful for each Christmas are the parts of lost shows I've been able to save via a clip show. I'll link to that "best of" episode below. And I don't want to name any part of that retrospective of a lost network as "best of the best" either. But Christmas doesn't seem complete without this story from the long-gone Crimes Against Food podcast.

Inappropriate Conversations #178

Here is a short, sweet origin story for the most important relationship of my life, including a key tie-in to Christmas Eve.

Perhaps the true will of God is written between the lines.

Whether a typing exercise might become a manifesto.

(A Neosurrealist Revising a Will from His Death Bed)

The Author, 1979-1986