Bleak winter presses on my soul grey solitude heavy weight nature’s blanket takes its toll tearing at all reason I wait colour plied to canvas tight window opens cloudless peace greens and yellows pull the light shutter of my soul release brush continually applies shape takes beauty’s form of winter I am free inside springContinue reading “The Cloudless Day #art #poetry #nature”
There is a walk down the beach of anywhere that is the last. It is the walk into the sea of suicide.
Hidden from view My heart from you Not round the next corner No where to be found Pick up the pieces If that’s what pleases You will never find me In this shattered mosaic I was lost long ago How I don’t know Faded in the mirror No one looked then You caught a pieceContinue reading “Trapped in the Mirror #oneshotwednesday”
It was supposed to be… a nice little story rosebuds and flowers lovers walking hand in hand by the moonlight it wasn’t… * What writer can take grim reality and put a bow on it? How can they call it pretty? This consuming world, an underworld of sorts, where children, teens, men, and women areContinue reading “Substance of Choice #drugs #alcohol”
How many see the hurting people in our world. Did you give a bottle of water to that thirsty girl in Haiti or did you just see the picture in Newsweek? I’m going to break for the norm of my writing style because: people are losing their homes people have no livelihood to care forContinue reading “Dire Straights – Disparity between the Haves and the Have Nots (part 1)”
Loveless – Who Cares? Is the sign she read over the person who wished he was dead Loveless – Who Cares get off the ground pick up the pieces stop moping around Loveless – Who Cares? no one is there to comfort you in an hour of despair Loveless – Who cares? life is emptyContinue reading “No Hope”
Alicia had heard enough. This couldn’t be. All she had been told was a lie. “Wasn’t it?” she thought. My life as a mom and wife can’t be over. She would need to be drugged until they could find help. How could this be? Just yesterday, she had delivered her baby boy or so itContinue reading “I Can’t Be Crazy!!!”
There is a place called nothing It’s void of space and time I guarantee it’s real Represents – frame of mind *** Nothing – you might say is empty Some might say its flat A question lingers in the mind Nothing- where is that? *** Could nothing be a place A place where you areContinue reading “A place called nothing”