The Sailer Redux

I am a sailor on a ship called,

Good Intentions.

Our Captain has taken leave of his senses and dove into the deep water in his efforts to be with the mythical mermaid Lila…

He is there now and we are adrift.

The first mate JC should have taken the helm, but this being his last Voyage before retirement; he is reticent with fear. For his lifelong desire to happen now; and in this manner, has not lined up with any of his past dreams. That ship has sailed. JC is lost in thought down in the galley with his whitish cracked knuckles wrapped around a brown bottle.

There are as many whispers about mutiny as there is about promotion. Their eyes are looking at me to fill the void. I am hesitant as neither the mutiny or promotion is what they appear.

I’ve been looking for something new. Perhaps this is it!

I gave a speech of sorts that was short and concise and to my surprise no voice of opposition rose. A light appeared on the horizon out of the darkness and we are heading towards that.

We are heading towards shore I think. I am still hopeful for finding the Captain and the lovely Lila..

Dennis Mantin

The Sailor

I am a sailor on a ship called…

‘Best Intentions.’

Our Captain has taken leave of his senses and dove into the deep water in his efforts to be with the mythical mermaid ‘Lila’

He is there now and we are adrift.

There are as many rumor of the mutiny as there are of promotions, but neither of these is what they appear to be.

There is a light cutting through the darkness over there and we are finally floating towards the shore…

I will be writing this story as it unfolds!

Dennis Mantin

New Rule

I am always fooled by deception; until I’m not. By that time the damage is done.

Unless I have a reason to believe people like a past history… I’m not believing anything I am told.

Time and patience will reveal.

Dennis Mantin

No Groupies Here

A path of singular solitude is at best isolated. There is no parade or offers of paradise and gifts of love.

There are no groupies here.

There is discovery. Quiet moments of aha… This is as good as it can get until…

You discover by reading or film or story tellers of the others who discovered similar things on similar paths before you, long ago.

There is a quiet validation in this.

Dennis Mantin

Soul

I was going to write something from my soul tonight, but I wrote this instead.

That magic feeling when words work is such a high.

It doesn’t last long, but that shit happens every now and then…

Don’t know where it comes but I do know where it goes. On the page.

I just keep pushing. Write that first sentence and something else follows.

Always will until it doesn’t.

Dennis Mantin

Chez J’s

In California where the mangoes grow.

At Chez J’s, there’s a bar you know.

Came a lawyer Bill, who is broken inside.

Goes by the name of Billy McBride.

He took it all, every loss and win.

Like a tailored suit or a deadly sin.

He is Socrates, Columbo and Robin Hood.

Danced with the Devil where the Devil stood.

David slew Goliath at the end day.

He took up a stool at the bar Chez J’s

If it’s too loud and it’s silence he craves.

He’s at the beach eying Billy, watching the waves.

Dennis Mantin

We watched him fail but mostly win. We saw them all, the deadly sin. There was one who saw inside. It’s hard to fool old Billy McBride.

I’m not sure there was a plan. But I do admit I am a fan. David slew GOLIATH and saved the day. And Billy is drinking at Chez Jay.

N

The Fool Spoke

The fool spoke the truth and was banished from the kingdom.

The road was long and winding with no clear direction home.

But how could there be a home without the fool?

Nature abhors a vacuum and another fool will always appear and speak out of turn.

Which of course does no good to the original fool except to offer a reminder to the others that his was not an isolated incident.

Being the original fool in this story, who has recovered from said banishment, I try to teach this Proverb above all others…

Even a fool who remains silent can appear wise.

Dennis Mantin

The Banker

I’ve known this Banker for about 10 years and he is one of the most solid individuals I have ever met. His name is John and John is intelligent and speaks the truth. In general I have an affinity for these virtuous traits…

His bosses not so much. They are being unreasonable and difficult and that is life. John has written a letter of complaint on my behalf to his bosses and although I have little in the way of favorable expectations: Johns efforts are appreciated.

I can’t say I’m going to miss the bank I’ve used for 50 years… but change is now inevitable.

Dennis Mantin