By Bruno Talerico
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What is a fatherwithout his son?Lost, lonely, sad.Purpose taken away.Identity shaken.Role changed.The challenge:Take on a new role.Find a new identity.Discover another purpose.What is a fatherwithout his son?Just a man.© 2025 Bruno Talerico Stafford challenge 151/365.
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Amidst the over-furnished room,beside a drawer named “Junk,”atop a pile of unread books,sits a box labeled “Desk Stuff”that accumulates theodds and ends of a life.Amidst the under-furnished spaceof the mind,atop the frontal lobe of a brain,sits a basket of fragments—bits of disorganized memories,pieces of disordered ideas,reams of unfinished dreams.A miscellanyof incomplete puzzles,unlearned lessons,and unsolved riddles…
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The waveknocks meoff my feet,pulling me away from shore,tumbling and churningwith the flotsam and foam.I struggle for breath fight for life, butthe water is stronger.EventuallyI tireand collapse.Only then does the wave retreatleaving me defeatedand alone on the sand.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 149/365Image created with Apple Freeform.
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We are a species that is relianton this endangered planet Earthfor our survival,yet we seem to be hellbent or, perhaps,blind to its destruction.We are at a pointin our journey as a specieswhere we need rebalancing. Even in this culture gone berserk,there is meaning and satisfactionif we are open and attentive.Breathe deeply of fresh air.Walk slowly…
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When lightning strikes on the horizon and the world is visible in silhouette I am humbled.When the coyote pauses and staresas if he knows me, I feel awe.I feel wonder, respect and just a little fear,fearful that he seesthe darkness within my soul.When the sunlightis filtered through the leaves just so,the universe is revealed.© 2025…
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More elusivethan the Tasmanian deviland more reclusivethan the underground-dwelling gila monster,more valuablethan the crown jewels,is the not-too-runnynot-too-firmperfectly cookedover-medium egg.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 146/365
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Worldly watchescan’t measure the significanceof time in nature. Compared to humanity’stick-tocking clock,natural time is slow.Before entering the natural worldI breathe deeply,To still my needy egoI put aside plans and let go of schedules.I allow myselfto become fully present.I prepare my self to acceptwhatever I encounter.I enter the gardenslowly, luxuriously, with the heart of a novice,…
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Your arrow hits the outer ring,closer to the bulls eyethan all those watchers,onlookers who never take a shot.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 144/365.
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Foxglove, poppies,peyote, mushrooms,cannabis, coca.Plant medicines,good for the souluntil man ‘purified”them into potions and pills.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 143/365.
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Another day on the third planetpossibly the first of many days or the very last one.Now is the time for gratitude.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 142/365.
Desert Dweller 