Wholeness
The way in which I found myself was by myself perceived unclear and clearly did I guide myself to be …
Category: . Introspective
The Tracks of My Years
I feel like a crosstie beneath rusted rail, awaiting a weight that will never return. The years that I prospered …
Just Doing
I was a good son, a reclusive one, though. When my parents intruded wherever I’d go, asking “What are you …
Connections
A flea above the marble while the ocean ebbs and flows, I ponder as the cumulus is foam between my …
Unspoken Words
I wanted to say – I’m sorry. Words formed, came tumbling from my mind only to choke – in my …
I Breathe
I went within, to meet those memories entrenched in me and trapped like root-bound trees. They permeated all my living …
Rite of Passage
Hope strolled across my bleak horizon Littering glitter in her wake A thousand flecks of firelight Each one a promise …
Wings
I would rise above the moments of descending self-doubt, but so often, alone, I am a bird with no wings. …