The Intention…a bitter fall of self
Intention…the fall of self Bad Intention… Be it crusty or be it a face of contrition, your malice obeys no
Read moreIntention…the fall of self Bad Intention… Be it crusty or be it a face of contrition, your malice obeys no
Read moreFrom perspectives gleaned, life no-longer holds its breath, and I in sadness admit, much of life is heart bereft,
Read moreShould men be judged by their weaknesses or strengths? T’ would be most folly to simple accept one or another
Read moreMustangs were on their way … I sat with Henry at the edge of the rocky lip on the mesa waiting
Read moreI hear the crashes, the bent metal and life, tragedies spilled into sad domains, and I hold my heart, for
Read moreReflections of past…my muse Understanding reflections… In the silence of my mind, there is an urging, a yearning to be
Read moreI question not the movement of my pen, for it is the scratching of my soul’s place, its being resounding
Read moreORIGIN UNKNOWN; BLAME MY MUSE Actually, that’s a lie. The initial inspiration for this piece of creative writing came a
Read moreWhat will human beings be like in the year 3016, a thousand years from now? Will our DNA have
Read moreUndulations of life’s flow… What brought courage today, may bring grief tomorrow, for the play of life is without flow
Read moreNumbing the Pain… Sallow faced, bleak, burdened, bland, a hollow of a man stands, bereft of hope, what life has
Read moreChosen… my inner voice Enamored I with the flow of words, that a soul in respect does utter in solemn
Read moreNoxious Weeds of Washoe Focusing on unhealthier practice we found ourselves out in the garden’s weeds. Our gloved hands deep
Read moreMusic moves, to touch the soul… ‘Tis the music that moves to open a soul… Vibrations, stirring the dance
Read moreCONTO V As high sun did wane and cliff did shadow, atop that jagged escarpment, they saw a mass of
Read moreCONTO IV On the left hand of choice lay a long beach, and at its end a jagged cliff so
Read moreCONTO III And so the journey led them onward, over crag and dale, for horizons plush with life did beckon
Read moreAutumn Lane … In early morning I walk down the lane As sun kisses golden leaves on the trees. Crisp
Read moreCONTO II When tears had fallen, enriched the earth with salt and shrugs dismissed, she walked further, through a valley
Read moreThe night comes sprinkling, nighttime magic, making my heart so full, of passion and longing. Can it be that so
Read moreWe met for lunch. While not yet spoken, we both knew where we were inextricably bound. There was
Read moreVirtual Space Virtual Space – Bits and Bytes It seems so real, the laughter and the fun A world where
Read moreCONTO I Alone, the walk of denial ceased, and flooded was she to see the evidence, the truths that sprung
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