Within my wraps of slumber as the northern cold robs warmth from the air, I almost remember my mother, as if she lay next to me there, I want to reach out to her but with limbs just like lead, she turns away from me slowly, just a tiny reach from there. I want to … Continue reading A Wrap of Slumber
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Silence Between the Raindrops
Listen, to the silence between the raindrops, The gentle sound of water hitting that old tin roof, But still, in between lies my feeling of solace and peace and wanting, These old eyes look up into the darkness, remembering the youth long gone, the loves I had trashed, and the energy wasted, yet, I … Continue reading Silence Between the Raindrops
Family Season; Good Guests
This is the time of year we begin to gather. First, to eat and give thanks. Then, to eat and give gifts to loved ones. There is one school of thought that says, "I am a guest." Does this mean you do nothing but make a mess that someone else has to clean up? To … Continue reading Family Season; Good Guests
Book, Heart Shaped Memories, Available
I have been quiet on this Blog for a bit as I have been packaging a few books for print on Amazon. One such is Heart Shaped Memories, now available in ebook and paperback. This is a collection of vital memories of real people. Enjoy
When Two Become One
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
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
WITH THE QUIET OF THE DEAD
Shhh, Marley, please don't move. God is likely looking for me again, and I want to rest for a bit afore he finds me. Now, shush your crying, be still with me. This box is a good bit below ground. No one can see us. I kind of like it here in the dark with … Continue reading WITH THE QUIET OF THE DEAD
Move the Bowling Ball, it is in my Way
Waking, slipping past the softening dreams, feeling the sliding, feeling cheated, realizing you had to slide over the side, take that breath, flat feet on the ground, stand up to your load, meet the day ahead, wishing, to be that little one, met by Mommie, while she cooed and sang and caressed you. Piercing Sunshine. … Continue reading Move the Bowling Ball, it is in my Way
I Know My Truth
So, why am I telling my own story? Because. I am not famous, never will be. I am not somebody. I missed that train, in the rain, while hoping for Spain. You see, I have an educated friend that judges people based on the way they speak, more than the color of their skin. Quote, … Continue reading I Know My Truth
