To You A piece of my heart Who read the words that I wrote, and loved them no matter how much I disliked them Whose face is flashing across my mind like slides moving too rapidly Who was a gentleman through and through Who held my hand and encouraged me to see what he saw Read More …
There they were a hot mess. His warm thick heat of pain, she a raging fire. Times before the heat was vented to the outside world. Once the storms rolled, while their passion mingled together inside where it was comfort and safety. Now his warm pain churned into a thick layer of internal hopelessness. Her Read More …
I sit here behind my computer screen, somewhat late in the darkness, after a day in which I have been extremely humbled. There are those days that warrant late night pondering. This day is one. Throughout the day I’ve experienced humble happenings all around me, engulfing me in reality. Oftentimes I sit at my electronic Read More …
I have written this post a couple of times. Once while eating my breakfast, another while driving and again here. I have also written a couple of times about self discoveries, one of which was very recent. One interest I have is in the irony that surrounds our very lives and I’d like to share Read More …
It is not uncommon to read about authors and artists in general having had a short lived life. I have read many explanations for this and would like to add one more perspective. The topic itself seems to be a dark one from any perspective. Several departed authors I’ve read and studied had difficult or Read More …
Entering our world a bud, not quite ready for the light but deep in anticipation came a wild storm. She fought each day to find what she knew was already hers. Every step of the way she warmed the hearts of those around her. Shining bright those petals began to open allowing sunlight and fresh Read More …
I have been encouraged lately to write down my feelings as a tool to relearn them. It has been an eye opening experience. I often write internally well before it reaches my fingertips on a beautiful mechanical keyboard. This specific gathering of letters has festered in me for several days while particles have surfaced here Read More …
Recently I spent some time writing. No shock I’m sure, but this was different. This was pen and paper. Sure that is not surprising either, although my time with a pen is generally limited beings my wrists don’t hold up too long. I had to write, I had to smell the paper and feel the Read More …
I’ve been listening to books via Audible while driving back and forth on my daily commute. It has been a lot of fun to listen to some very entertaining stories, as well as having the chance to listen to some educational pieces. Over the past many years I have grown in what my personal faith Read More …
The amount of time he had spent in nature made him skeptical that he could truly feel it any differently than he had in any previous experience. Nature was very much something he found peace and a sense of home from. What could really be different about this trip than any other time spent marching Read More …