Your ghost of a scent The cupboard remains bare But your scent is soaked into its wall Throw the doors open and out you come Befuddled, I was struck What are you trying to tell me? I filled the cupboard with timid care For this scent is clearly […]
As I lie on a sinking bed The whirling is mystifyingly soothing As I lie on a sinking bed The ends are coming up And I feel the cold, cold floor Enveloped in cushions that are bruising As my mind searches to be fed From a non-existent memory […]
“Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.” ― Napoléon Bonaparte I have got a secret. Well, no. Let me rephrase. I know a secret. I have information that a certain other wishes that I did not have. I not only know a secret, I also […]
Cars in sand like the days of our lives Upon arriving to work she notices that everyone has their head in the sand. A bit like an ostrich but these days a bit like discarded cars that once used to be revving and riding wildly down the highway. […]
There may or may not be doors but we can find our way in Throughout my life there have been many doors that I have had to walk through, at times perhaps crawl through. Some doors have been opened for me. Others, I have had to push my […]
The land is as golden as your heart Your heart is as soft as the summer field Your smile gives me a kick start With you by my side I am healed Your little hands wiped away my large tears Your small arms wrapped me up tightly Your […]
The future is here I will give it my all now Bathing in moonlight Happy 4th of July!
Unintelligible minion babble This morning a former colleague and I were exchanging snarky emails as we have tended to do over the past 8 years that we have known each other. Our sense of humor is not for the weak or faint of heart. Which is why we […]
Generation huh: Who are we anymore? My sister was born in 1981. Apparently, those born in the years between 1979 -1982 are trapped in a purgatory generation of sorts. I always knew there was something odd about my sister and now I am glad to have proof I […]
But there will be footprints It’s been a lonely road. That he could not ignore. Now, although near his death, he felt more inter-connected than ever. He thought he would beat it. Now that he knows better he is at peace. However short his destiny he was going […]
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