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Trinkets, Treasures, and Whatnots
Upon, or buried within, the sand along the shore, amid the seashells, unique stones, sea glass, and driftwood, lay poetry, short story, and anecdotes. Some may receive a glance, while others may get picked up and examined more closely. But then, there's that special one or two that will form an instant, unexplainable, bond, and get placed inside a pocket, taken home, and treasured.


Time to dust off that old
Literary Detector!
Because,
waiting to be found here are poetry, prose, short story,
and anecdotes, that are silly, serious,
sensuous, succulant, sexy, insane, and sometimes just downright absurd.
Just Like Life!
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Always Rumi for a Haunting
Spring was when I crossed paths with Ethan the most: lunch at the Moon, coffee at the Lost Dog, a pitcher of brew between classes at Tony’s Pizza

GJ Durrschmidt
Feb 112 min read


Code 7654: Matryoshka
What I did, I “didn’t” do, what allowed to say: a lie.
gdurrschmidt
Jul 9, 20251 min read


Rude Awakening Road Trip (Part 2)
We found ourselves stuck in Biloxi, Mississippi, with only a week's worth of food left on Vinny van Go, eleven dollars between us, and thre

GJ Durrschmidt
Feb 23, 202512 min read


Rude Awakening Road Trip (Part 1)
My pride took a wallop of a gut punch. How could I have so grossly miscalculated this leg of the trip?

GJ Durrschmidt
Feb 13, 20258 min read


Good Mourning America!
I was now a military man, just like my father and uncles had been. It was the first time I had taken an oath to serve and protect the

GJ Durrschmidt
Feb 3, 20256 min read


The Homecoming
Scents of autumn leaves and salty sea air yield to that of aged wood and eucalyptus. The chill that came in with me suddenly vanishes with t

GJ Durrschmidt
Jan 23, 20252 min read


Asheville, I Hear Your Call
After a brief pause, she added, "It is meant for you to go. It is there that you will receive your crowning glory."
gdurrschmidt
Jan 22, 20256 min read


Jetzt Verschenken
I was reminiscing over coffee, one morning, about my time living in Berlin, Germany, as a very young man
gdurrschmidt
Jan 21, 20251 min read


U-bahn to da Ku'damm
Bier und wurst auf Europa-Zentrum,
Verkaufen auf KaDeWe
gdurrschmidt
Jan 21, 20251 min read


My First Christmas in West Berlin
How wonderful it would be to share Christmas with a local German family rather than spend it together with a bunch of sad, homesick G.I.’s. I immediately signed up. Afterall, it seemed innocent enough.

GJ Durrschmidt
Jan 17, 202514 min read


Who's the Moron Now
These rides could have been wonderful father-son bonding times, filled with discussion, laughter, and camaraderie—but they weren't.

GJ Durrschmidt
Jan 13, 20254 min read


Colonel, My Colonel
These nightmarish memories haunted him, affecting his relationship with God and challenging his role as a spiritual leader.

GJ Durrschmidt
Jan 13, 20252 min read


Narrow Sidewalks - A flashback of Berlin
These solid concrete slabs confronted the ideals I held in my youth. Much like the razor-sharp wire encircling them, ...

GJ Durrschmidt
Dec 5, 20246 min read


GYB's - Golden Years Besties!
I'm looking forward to the day when I will get the opportunity to sport around town and down to the beach in Kaspar with hippie chick ridin
gdurrschmidt
Dec 3, 20242 min read


Hair Find. Hair Loss. Balance in the Universe? Hey, I'm a Believer!
What a find! After a lengthy search, I located an 8-Track Stereo Cassette Player to mount in Kaspar, my 1970 VW Wesyfalia (campervan). The 50 Year old player was advertized as new, but old, in its original box. So, I took a chance on it. Of course, the next challenge ahead of me was to find a few 40+ yeao old 8-track tape cartridges that might be worth a damn. I ordered eight candidates off the Internet. Four proved fully operational, while,the other four were in a variety of

GJ Durrschmidt
Dec 2, 20242 min read


Mallory Square
Mallory Square? Yes, I‘ve been there. It’s always packed like sardines with tourists. Lots of acrobat acts, with dogs ‘n cats; many...
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Nov 26, 20211 min read


Pitch and Catch
Jimmy dropped by when he could. With glove in hand, there he stood. Soaked with sweat, he’d knock and wait. We’d pitch and catch ‘til it grew late.
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Sep 23, 20211 min read


Suicide Hill
The excitement, the anticipation, of treasure finds awaiting on a trip to the town dump.
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Sep 20, 20211 min read


Lord of the Hills
When I was a child, I had no Xbox, or PlayStation. I played in the wild, climbed trees, built tree huts, skinned elbows and knees....
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Jun 22, 20211 min read


Another Day In Paradox
I came to Key West to: de-stress, improve my health, experience peace, joy, happiness, and, of course, love (from within and from...
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Jun 15, 20211 min read
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