Anchors are important. They hold you in place at where you need to be. They can also proverbially weigh you down. Sometimes purposefully. Sometimes unknowingly. At times you have to ask yourself what do you want to hold onto and what do you want to move towards to. […]
All that money All that adulation All that hindsight All that sunshine All that glory All that hairspray All the misty eyes All the bowling balls All the fake greetings All the fear All the pretty cakes Won’t save you
A long time ago- January 14 1984 to be exact- Dick Clark asked Madonna on American Bandstand “What do you hope will happen, not only in 1984 but for the rest of your professional life? What are your dreams? What’s left?” Madonna’s response was succint and to the […]
Often we wish people a good morning or a good evening. At this point, I don’t even know what that may mean. At times, they just seem to be empty phrases. Rote. They come out of our mouths before we even realize that we are stating these we […]
Broad strokes Black and white Pixilated images Vibrant hues Chipped and peeling Fresh coat Green or gray Shades of deeply rich purple Glossy Permanent Hidden cracks Painted over and over
Many moons ago, I came across the word “satisficer”. I love words and collecting them. I throw them into my memory bank and I pepper those words in certain conversation salads just to play around. Mind you, this is not the same as using fancy GRE or $10 […]
For the last four years or so, I have chosen my own word of the year. Proactively. Meaning that I select a word at year’s end for the upcoming year. It’s an aspirational or directional word. For this year the word I chose aas actually a phrase. It […]
It is easy to wax nostalgic and think of what we believed to have been good times. Believed. Sometimes those so-called “good” times weren’t really so. However, our brain starts playing games and lulls us into thinking those bad ones were actually good times. Or it could be […]
Quiet Nothing Nothingness Emptiness Words devoid of meaning The beeping just chirps The chirps just echo Buzz and buzzing Ears are crackling The fire quickly burning Yet there’s only silence Or do, it should be
All alone amongst the weeds All alone amongst the withering seeds All alone amongst the prickly bushes All alone waiting to be snipped at All alone staring down the leering cat All alone in a sea of conformity All alone in a garden of unfounded temerity All alone […]
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