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 […]
In loving memory of children-whatever age they are Ever since I gave birth nearly seven years ago my appetite for the local news diminished. It may seem like a weird association but let me explain. Before seven years ago, I could not get enough of the news. Any […]
The dark side of living each day as if it were your last I recently read someone’s Facebook post that had me laughing for a few minutes. This particular individual is quiet dark so most of their posts are dark, dark humor. Their post noted that if […]
I came across a dead bird today I paused and Quietly cried It just laid there broken and grey Energy and stasis bound to collide Little bird, little bird No mom there to mend Your chirps no longer heard I weep as you ascend Here, your spirited wings […]
Catching the sun rise to dispel the evil spirits I am a mega early-bird. I’m up early and full of energy to get things done. I think in part, that early-bird DNA I have comes from wanting to get up and share my dreams early on in the […]
Sadness The heart bleeds mourning ashes Sorrow cannot be measured along the axis Denial Truth and solace come in too small a vial Another mind-chilling trial Guilty The soul fires up questions in a tizzy The hands shake with gritty self-pity Anger Ire is a mighty rapidly-paced dancer […]
The Lost Art of the Handoff: Where will our Memories and Stories Go? This past weekend I went for a drive up the shore of Connecticut and came across a very quaint town called Niantic that seemed liked it was carved out from a movie set. […]
I’ve run so far away from you Looking back I don’t know what I see We were once a welcomed whole Now we are memory fragments From the rocky nest I flew To catapult a hungry, weary knee In and around many a rocky dust bowl […]
April: I hardly knew ya but you left ghosts and dead characters in your wake The flowers are sort of blooming. The tree pollen count is starting to skyrocket. The eyes are watery and the memory a little groggy. The trains are filled with sneezes, sniffles and sighs. […]
The tale of my murderous fish and his fight to stay alive I am not someone who lingers. I know quite a declarative statement. I go to events and get things done and go home. I find business social milieus to be quite a drag and oftentimes filled to […]
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