Closer and Farther

I play 9 crimes again I promised not to never let this happen again I nurse my heart and know these ones never get tears only some short lines in a book I think of tragedy That last time I had to rescue my versus Strewn through b drives and e drives and over 4…

This inks again

Hello pen we haven’t talked in some time C’mon soul let’s etch the things only you and I know Whence did the wanderings and longings and honest moments begin their hibernations? You are welcome here. You need not burrow beneath ordinary. You need not hide from the snow and sorrow. We welcome you like rain…

You’re making people I’m making memories

This place is new Unchartered You’re making people I’m making memories I’m discovering life Some days I believe in new things Knowing I’m alive Wanting to be active, participating, creating in the world Those days I want a new fishing pole I want a sewing machine I want a good camera I want to make…

I want a Mom for Christmas

Dear Santa, I want a mom for Christmas. I want a mom so badly. And I was pretty good this year, so I hope you will oblige. There are a few requirements for her.. I want a very particular, certain kind of mom. You’ll need the special elves to find her. Here’s my list I…

Keep a cool head

Anger waits on the tip of a spear with a handle and a head that may quickly be reversed.

Joke

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

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…

I am a conqueror.

  I’m no longer afraid of riding my bike near busy streets, far from my home, Of stepping on to the pedals and adventuring out– And even doing this all alone. I’m not afraid to stay in hotels, Alone. For Vacation. Even when you call this foolish, frivolous. I do not doubt my choices. I’m…