Age is No Sentence, it’s a Freedom
Faster so it seems, that slit of a half-opened eye, aware of the life slipping by, and whether blissful ignorance
Read moreSee Rhyme.
Faster so it seems, that slit of a half-opened eye, aware of the life slipping by, and whether blissful ignorance
Read moreThe Struggles of a New Job So out with the old and in with the new they say, the
Read moreA Back Country Backpacking Trip With My Son The depths we’ll go to find ourselves in woods, to park
Read moreElegant soldiers in uniform… Precious tulips, with bleeding petals like soldiers stand, by the brown glossy river flow, in clumped
Read moreThe sun woke with a bite, an ominous, dull rage, seeping quietly into flesh, announcing a harsh and errant day,
Read morePlatitudes are annoying, as if there’s no other way to exude the truth, and the more popular, the less they
Read moreWhat brings us to grief, closer to that abyss, that never-ending fall, a swirling dark vortex void of light, as
Read moreRain Forest Light… The brook gurgled sweet sibilant sounds, like an endless trill chime in a gentle breeze, and bird
Read moreIn absentia I wish for thoughts, not for myself but what in words I espoused, to render dreams in black
Read moreWhat appears to be, is seldom so, in a world of charades, where skin is everything, regardless of core, and
Read morePassionate Fires of My Soul I love writing and reading poetry. Poetry is one of my greatest loves in
Read moreStruggle of Self… Struggle, a soul lost to delusions… Hollow, this feeling, when betrayal marks a love, that once cherished
Read moreThe winds in whispers articulate, praise day with no regret, for that is a human trait, not understood by the
Read moreWhat more must I say, life is an irony unto itself, as we forge ideals that cannot be met, paint
Read moreHow I detest the lull in forward measure, those sighs of ‘too much’ felt, that slow my ascent, the expansion
Read moreFriends “Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It’s not something you learn in school. But if
Read moreBeast, a feline grace… Beast, such grace, such benevolence… I hear a whining meow, a relentless pleading complaint, that if
Read moreWe roll with punches, weave to avoid the blows, but life will antagonize just to reveal our lows, and react
Read moreThis poem and story is about memories of an “Iris Petal” and of being young. When you first learn to
Read moreMountain Man I was a man born out of time and a century or two too late, I should have
Read morePointless, without change… The storm brought forth another light, another plight, wound within those brooding clouds, that sealed the earth
Read moreThe dance, inherent in each soul, flows like a torrid river, arms rolling like waves, feet snapping to the beat,
Read moreChange unfolds and can be a Metamorphosis… Change can be traumatic… Memories of halcyon days reflect what yesterday did hold
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