It lived on day in the Second Canticle of Spring, its song voiced by birds, messengers on wing, in proclamation of arrival to new and promised life. She departed on day when the first of spring shone green through recession of winter’s covering snow; appearing in the low bases and shortest blades of wintered […]
Browsing Tag: Byron McCoy Writing
Music
THE ALCHEMIST (featuring Fernando Bellini)
This song is special to me for the connection created, and surprises shown from exchanges in ideas and ourselves while working together on a sound for its beginning lyrics. I posted the original lyrics on a forum hoping for feedback and the possible blessing of finding someone to help bring the song to life. […]
Quick Thought
A DIGITAL LIFE
The world will not miss our digital presence. The existence of such presence is, itself, little more than distraction to the true act of living. In such engagement, we defer life in favor of fast, synthetic absorptions. We affix hopes of impression upon images and words posted for affect, stimulating mind and emotive […]
Short Story
AFFECTIONS
“…nothing is appropriated to man but what is done from an affection, which is of the love…In a word, whatever does not enter into freedom into man does not remain; because it is not of his love or will, and the things which are not of a man’s love or will are not of his […]
Short Story
SAYING WRONG
“Most everything I’ve ever spoken, I’ve said wrong,” he shared. “Wrong words…wrong time…wrong understanding. Learning shame from saying wrong, I’ve spent even more of life sharing nothing at all: keeping in, fearing rejection or misunderstanding—judgment for the wrongs I speak. I don’t know why that would suddenly change in me,” he continued. “I’ll […]
Journal Pages
IN EVERY WOMAN
In every woman, I see a Mary: made for miracles, imbued with goodness and who, by their gift of bringing life into this world, saves man from his own end. Whether Mother or Magdalene, God loves and works in each: changing hearts, minds, and souls by drawing those in world around nearer to communion […]
Journal Pages
HINDRANCE
“What is the greatest hindrance to good?” “Reticence and the idea that—for it to be good—it must be reciprocated. Good is the reward in and of itself, not recognition nor reciprocation. Should it be returned to us, it is only further blessing. How often to we wait and watch for it to […]
Journal Pages / Short Story
REPEAT THE PAST
“You can’t repeat the past.”—F. Scott Fitzgerald You staged hours before in the hangar bay of the ship by company, platoons, squads, and fire teams. You inspected, reinspected, and waited. You had an old iPod, back when they were just music, and you listened to zone out and to put your mind in a […]
Poetry
A STRANGER
(This poem was inspired by reading Dante and how his envisioning of the personage of “Beatrice” affected and inspired his art. To me, it is an inspiring example how one person, how ever small their perceived presence in another’s life can affect and redefine entire worlds.)
Short Story
HER NAME
Ryan listened to the conversation never expecting to become a part. Resting in the college coffee shop, Ryan listened as two English Doctorates—each with their own private, and common, ambition to write the next Great American Novel—debated Dante and the identity of his beloved. As the often case of most such-dreamers, their minds […]