Tag Archives: Travel

At the Crossroads

  AT THE CROSSROADS   H. W. Bryce   At the crossroads of last year and the new year, I stand looking back, looking forward. Which shall I be? Last year’s old man, all Worn out and disillusioned, distraught,   … Continue reading

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Calais

  CALAIS H. W. Bryce Stopped at the doorstep of my destiny After that enchanting train ride from Bari, Italy, and being plunged into the darkness Of night like an abandoned sack of trash, Having no other goal than to … Continue reading

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Train of Life

  Train of Life   All your yesterdays are gone, they’re never coming back, You cannot go there; yesterday’s train has left the track. If you stand around and mope, you’ll miss out on today, Tomorrow’s train won’t wait for … Continue reading

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What’s a Mile?: Old-fashioned

    What’s a Mile?: Old-fashioned I was talking a mile a minute to a kid the other day and wound up telling her a story about my “old days.” Well, she asked. I quoted an old saw, “Walk a … Continue reading

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Incredible Journey: A Helping Hand

  Harry’s Incredible Journey With a Helping Hand at Hand Harry stood there, gazing, at nothing. Reaching out, grasping…at nothing. His wife Mary shook her head. “There you go again. What are you trying pick up?” Harry took a shaky … Continue reading

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Traveling with Mom

Traveling with Mom EARLY MORNING “Oh, the Casbah is busy today! Oh, look, they’re unloading the camels. We’re early. Looks like dates. Probably from an oasis.” Yes, they would be Mom. NOON “That was a lovely lunch, dear. Now let’s … Continue reading

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Paris

THE LAST TIME I SAW PARIS H. W. Bryce The last time I saw Paris, Paris was at peace, People strolled the Champs-Élysées And coffeed in cafes Young people chatted animate Young mothers strolled their babes in prams People gathered … Continue reading

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