The Soul, so 'oft times in pain, Has few choices, to be with God again.Once before birth, and after one dies, And during life, which is filled with cries. Cries of love, and being as one, During the passion of love, only then can Two become one. A blessed bird of flight, the pure … Continue reading When Two Become One
Month: November 2019
I am Missing
The sound has changed outside our bedroom. But the birds are gone, their little ones grown bigger feathers, learned flight and fled away from here. That beautiful rustling of all the trees is changing as the greens bleed away leaving yellow and orange. The rustling is louder now, somehow more like bones scraping on bones. … Continue reading I am Missing
Society’s Crippling Power Words
A Frog could be described as "any member of a diverse and largely carnivorous group of short-bodied, tailless amphibians composing the order Anura, with a watertight asshole. I added the last four words to elicit an emotional response. It is just a Frog. I was born into poverty. As I grew, I became a funny-looking … Continue reading Society’s Crippling Power Words
Old Man’s Love
The old man sat on the bench, his nearby Gin now warm and his pizza slice cold. While the air chilled further, a slight breeze moved his gray eyebrows and hair, ever so slightly. He stared at his aged hands, holding only one page from her diary with an image of a Bluebird, printed with … Continue reading Old Man’s Love
