Joke

I wanted to write a funny poem on my phone but I had trouble punching in the lines Advertisements

Coloring Tomorrow

My mind trips Trickling with fears The fickle traps of what-if nears Changing Homes, jobs, friends, and love interests Worried I will find myself at a loss And penniless Again Then these uncertainties go from foreboding gray skies So much unknown To a colored prism of possibilities Places I may travel May live May work…

Setting Art Free: a post from a friend

As mentioned in my previous post this week was rocky. The expectations for this week were one thing, the reality another and sometimes that is life. The week recovered though, with astonishing ease in fact. I did not become a puddle. I did not allow this moment of darkness to grow into a storm that […]…

Hunted

Missing arrows Shot far over decades of want Aiming to meld One soul to another   I see a field of tall grain I feel a gust of wind A careless gust That seizes across the expanse Of my barley, flax and rye   You careless wind You thoughtless storm You destructive force You tall…

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And the rocking chair soothed the aching child of 5’2 This was in a time when that curtain of chaos drew around me like A storm in florida hurricane season The chaos was inside, like a merry go round that turns while the world stays put I wish my world stayed put You all had…