Wake

In a morning when the sun has reached the horizon colors play The dance begins Gracefully passing its majesty wakes the cloud Amber and Opal of our atmosphere Purple haze beyond the cloud I’m near All gives way to the brightening morn Singing songs of birds adorn Wake us and accompany our day distant one Give life to all that is near once again   Continue reading Wake

Not Secure

Within the flesh the inadequacies lie Fading and falling before we die Clinging to wisdom we see ourselves stable In blinding of night we see we’re not able When taking what we are and expecting much more We fade like we had in all times before We hit our graves early as we rob in our greed never ceasing to know just what we need Continue reading Not Secure

He Was Sure

The reality of one man in a documentary I’ve recently finished really had me thinking deeply about the realities of many, including myself. Without going into lengthy detail, the man had spent a great amount of his adult life convincing himself of something that simply wasn’t true. He added lies to his story for his book and, later, documentary. He crafted manipulative, strategic bluffs and … Continue reading He Was Sure

I Left It Somewhere Along The Way

I’m a little bit less joyous these days, and I sometimes wonder why. Things kind of lost their luster — not as bright through this same eye. I told myself, ‘It’s just a season.’ How long can a season be cold? It’s not a frigid season, but, this needless chill gets old. I long for a time when laughter and smiles were abundantly there for … Continue reading I Left It Somewhere Along The Way

Silent Answer

Aren’t we all unique? One person hides, another speaks. One has a day of total tranquility, while the other lacks in that particular ability. One is consumed with a raging desire to win. The other expects to lose before they begin. The woman goes out to find another thrill, and the man stays in because he’d rather chill. A simple suggestion from a friend causes … Continue reading Silent Answer

The Great Flood

Drenched. So immensely saturated by the things that hang from me. Losing strength. So much work, so little time. “A break?” ‘………..no.’ I must build the wall before the levee breaks. But, this weight! Clinging like a parasite to the host, slowly draining the life………from….me. Oh God, slow me down! Stop this downpour long enough for me to catch that much needed break….. Oh, look. … Continue reading The Great Flood

Insomnia Show

The mind never pauses. Even when tired, and during those sleepless nights, it crawls. Pushing its way through the perceptions of senses — firing and short-circuiting. The hare and the tortoise compete. With eyes falling silently closed, the vision of our creative element performs — our personal Hamlet, on the fly. As lids open, the rushing and random remains: ‘What did I do with that……………is … Continue reading Insomnia Show