Monthly Archives: December 2015


Sleep bids me,
calling me near.
Sweet pulsing waves
ride over me,
my body does not fear.

While it is true
that I long for it,
I still resist.
For it’s not time yet.
There are too many things
before me.
And my mind will not rest.

worrying – a never-ending bout.
Fitting ends that don’t match.
Forcing patterns that don’t lap.
I can’t stop it.
But I know the way out.

Running the course,
I’ll eventually find the end.
Everything will unravel
and slumber will begin.


Happy Holidays to everyone! I haven’t been able to post for a few weeks lately due to an overload in work and everyday life, but I’m hoping to get something up soon next week.

In the meantime, I hope everyone has a great Christmas and an even better new year!


JUST FINISHED: The Cat’s Table

Author: Michael Ondaatje

Genre: Fiction

Rating: 3 out of 5 stars

I first saw this book at a new and used bookstore in the Raleigh airport. After spending a few days on the coast, I was in the mood to read something along the nautical lines. Seeing the black and white photo of the ship on the cover and reading the sleeve, I was intrigued. (“Cat’s Table” is the indication of the least liked passengers of the ship that are seated together as far from the captain as possible.)

The Cat’s Table is a youthful tale of a Sri Lankan boy named Michael who boards the Oronsay to head for England where he is to meet his mother for the first time in the 1950s. Loosely watched over by his cousin, Flavia, he often wonders the boat with his friends, Ramadhin and Cassius, getting their selves into trouble. Like most minds of that age, everything holds a curious fascination as you discover the people and events that begin to surround you. Michael, nicknamed Mynah, becomes directed by daily revelations about people and life in general.

The story is told from Michael’s perspective, looking back at his time on the ship and occasionally fast-forwarding to events that occurred afterwards, often shaped in some way from this important part of his past. Ondaatje’s writing is often poetic at times and has a smoothness to it that makes the reading feel very light. While the boys do engage in adventures on the ship, the sense of it is slightly masked by speed of the storytelling.

Overall, this was an enjoyable book. I couldn’t say that it was awesome or that it stunk, but it was a nice read for rainy afternoons and long flights. If you are in the mood for a quaint sea tale involving the boisterous wit of young teenage boys and a nostalgic sense of time, you will enjoy this one too.