Turbulence, and My Hiatus of Calm
Turbulence, in the name of peace release me from your hold, for tis misfortune that drives your folly and my
Read moreTurbulence, in the name of peace release me from your hold, for tis misfortune that drives your folly and my
Read moreAs silhouettes, figures dark before my window’s moonlit curtain flight, they moan in distant voices, as if displaced from bodies,
Read moreEvil rarely hides behind blood-soaked snarling teeth, and monsters more unnoticed live within our reality not nightmares real, for they
Read moreDespise I must those ragged souls, who determined to have it all, plunder life in their course and care not
Read moreFor Love? A spine I have, not death wish proud or bravery prone, but it does hold this flesh upright,
Read moreAnd what say you the perpetrator of my appeasing pledge, your demands my buckled legs in fold, and you
Read moreMy thoughts as winds blow… Winds of thought… As the winds blow, so my thoughts aloft, finding purchase in heaven’s
Read moreThree score years ago Rafe and Inge Ratchet had three fine daughters. The first was Else, a sturdy lass with
Read moreLife is life, no matter where one goes, terrain, language, culture, account for little more than color and clothes, for
Read moreIn whom do I trust, not even self, when reality changes like weather, and perceptions like flighted birds in erratic
Read moreAs she strolled the lush spring garden, the blooms in respect reached out to touch her, even a subtle glimpse
Read moreSo with a torrid heart, panic prevails, and none mattered of words to placate, for they rang like church bells,
Read morePerfect, the inhalation, the imbibing of time’s surrender, and our slow ascending that ladder to the top and end of
Read moreBeast and Bok Bok We lived alone, myself and Beast, my rather rotund ginger tabby with a heart of gold.
Read moreAnd in his eyes she saw herself, mirrored as if her soul compromised, and he the revelations she never saw
Read moreRichness is a thought of the heart, no coffers bare the weight of life, each breathe a purpose, a fulfilment,
Read moreHow can I ignore the pleas, thousands of souls begging for release, a fate oncoming, written in time, unavoidable, intended
Read moreA Summer Symphony… And the cricket spoke in rasping terms, the sound cut through the night, and toad so overwhelmed
Read moreIn God I trust, religion I do not, nor governments, leaders, and those with whom we relay upon to lead
Read moreBoxes plead, musty their engagement, with a dusty cement floor, the shadows of purpose wasted by time, and memories thinned
Read moreToward the end the beginning seems further, and dull those memories become, so far back tis but a glimmer of
Read moreSoaked, the rains that wash away the lies, sympathize with the unraveling of life, so obliged to undertake the truth,
Read moreThe Endless Giving…. The Beauty of Life’s Giving… Clarity, like the clear blues reflections of babbling water, burgeoning, turning and
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