"A vanadium redox flow battery (VRFB) design created at Pacific Northwest National Laboratory (PNNL) has wound up in the hands of a Chinese company, which has since gone on to become the largest manufacturer of VRFBs in the world" The US, which owns the patent and invested $15 million of taxpayer dollars into its development, reportedly has no domestic production site for the novel VRFBs" ..... Read more at The Register
Public Posts Seattle, WA Seattle, WA (zoom)
Up Ahead
• 08/07/22 at 06:48AM •Up ahead in the fading light
appears a person, quite unlike
anyone I have seen before.
Eyes of blue, crooked smile,
a stranger, strolling, down
the path to Lord knows where,
it was then, I became aware,
she was tall and lithe,
so unlike those I know.
As I drew closer,
I heard a sound. Melodious
to my ear, a catchy tune,
in an Alto tone, which
reminded me of an old
friend of mine, who passed
away, some time ago.
I started to say hello,
but she kept walking like
she knew this land and
been here before.
I'll always remember this
sight for she was another
one who was looking around
to find her way, into the town.
Blue the eyes, gold the hair
I miss seeing you and your
bright smile.
I See
• 08/07/22 at 06:46AM • I see the cracks
in the facade
of my true
loves face,
as her temperament
becomes more aggressive
towards anything,
especially me. She still
wants to be near me.
She doesn't know my name
and even "my husband" has
been scarce.
Revisited
• 08/07/22 at 06:45AM •Original post, January 2018
A Comment by Carl
It is interesting how one reacts to a poem at different times. I remember reading and liking this poem the first time you posted it. This time it hit a special cord.... very nice..
A Comment by MFish
Thank you, Carl
It Was OK
• 08/06/22 at 07:22PM •It was OK,
except when
it wasn't.
No harm.
No foul.
What have
we become,
when courtesy
to others
is passe?
Do we no
longer trust
one another?
Has it gotten
so bad,
we no
longer care?
Sweet
• 08/06/22 at 07:22PM •Sweet the night.
Sweet the dreams.
Sweet the thought.
Sweet, it seems
of a blossomed love,
envisioned within
my Soul, my trove,
I'll now begin,
to love you now,
though I will not win,
for fate has cast
its net on me,
I am blind
and cannot see.
A Jam
• 08/06/22 at 07:21PM •A jam,
a jumble,
a bunch
of words.
Nothing new
or rediscovered
to write again
of love and
happiness.
Avoid the gloom,
the sad affair,
be on guard,
be aware,
for love will
soon cast its net
for an aching heart
trying to forget
Stereo Phobos
• 08/06/22 at 12:16PM •NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
Get out your red/blue glasses and float next to Phobos, grooved moon of Mars! Captured in 2004 by the High Resolution Stereo Camera on board ESA's Mars Express spacecraft, the image data was recorded at a distance of about 200 kilometers from the martian moon. This tantalizing stereo anaglyph view shows the Mars-facing side of Phobos. It highlights the asteroid-like moon's cratered and grooved surface. Up to hundreds of meters wide, the mysterious grooves may be related to the impact that created Stickney crater, the large crater at the left. Stickney crater is about 10 kilometers across, while Phobos itself is only around 27 kilometers across at its widest point.
What Hath Love Wrought
• 08/06/22 at 07:27AM •What hath
love wrought,
under the guise
of infatuation?
Emotions on
full alert,
as actions
cause a hurt.
Another scar
in the age
old story
of life
and death.
I will
always
love you,
until my
last
dying breath.
Long the Window
• 08/06/22 at 07:27AM •Long the window
to the Soul,
eyes reflection
of days gone by.
All seeing, eyes
capturing joy
and sorrow.
Anguish does not
become thee.
I Await
• 08/06/22 at 06:51AM •I await
my fall
from grace.
I'll be brave
as I can be,
for I am,
a careless man.
I know not
what fate
will come.
To live
or succumb
to those
who hate.
I'll await
this time
in solitude,
searching for
different scenes.
No more!
No mas!
Here I stay,
not to remember
but to
stay away.
I Look
• 08/05/22 at 05:07PM •I look into
the eyes of
my beloved wife.
She is upset about
something, but cannot
tell me, .what it is.
If something goes,
awry, she will not
admit it, instead
will say "It wasn't me."
Words said, over and over again.
Never was this way,
prior to being diagnosed
with Early Onset Dementia,
in January 2017.