Author Archives: Ed Medley

About Ed Medley

Ed Medley has been on a random walk for over 40 years. Many scribbles and snapshots at this site are from his vagabond transits; others are from his 40 years of international experience in geological and geotechnical engineering, academia, and mineral exploration prospecting.

seals (while sculling)

    slack drift with the tide peekaboo seal pups tease me, silent – but for sploshes   (Corkscrew Slough, Bair Island, Redwood City near low tide, April 29 2014)

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BART morning haiku (lady 2)

  corn silk tucked behind a peeking, gem-studded ear – my day starts lovely (April 28 2014, on BART – San Francisco Bay Are Rapid Transit – to Oakland)    

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BART morning haikus (lady 1)

  rumble whine and screech my train clatters to Oakland lulling me to sleep une jeune fille skips on gamine, pert – my eyes gambol and I stay awake  (April  18 2014. BART is the San Francisco Bay Area Rapid … Continue reading

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N07h1ng 15 51mpl3

I just learned yet again: Nothing is Simple. Or in leetspeak: N07h1ng 15 51mpl3. (Leetspeak is short for “elite speak”: communication where a letters replace numbers or other characters. e.g.: “leet” in leetspeak is 1337). But “N07h1ng 15 51mpl3″ is perhaps … Continue reading

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+1

A positive (+) look on life this morning: +1 = 1 year since my last post (50/20) which celebrated two important events – the most important being my 20th wedding anniversary.

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50/20

50 years ago today John F. Kennedy challenged America to put a man on the moon within a decade. (Yes, I know: a man). And in 1969 it came to be, with a Giant Step for Mankind (Yes, I know. … Continue reading

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clefts of reflection

between romps, adventures, clatter come as leafly rustles

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pohaku/wai

at first glance a wall but a  visage lovelier for weathered sculpture   beyond the surface freshness – shadows and depth beguile and confuse

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cross words on 2

In 1967 I worked part-time as a Special Effects helper on a  TV game show at the Beeb – the  BBC, or British Broadcasting Corporation – where I saw crosswords and heard cross words.

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oozing hillsides

Today’s San Francisco Chronicle newspaper had a story on hillside failures in the San Francisco Bay town of Hercules: “Oozing Hillside Imperils Home“.  “Oozing hillside” is a poetic way to describe “landslide”. Even more poetic is the explanation given by the … Continue reading

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