Addiction can be stronger than the will to survive, and it’s as if he wants me addicted to his society and their self-righteous ways. Then I’ll do whatever he wants me to do just because my addiction to what they call righteousness becomes more important than my own will, and like a drug addict that… Continue reading Choosing Ground
Not in frame of anyone’s sight Only in shadow of All Hallow’s light Lost and found in masks of fright Defined not in day nor by night The will to be, a welcome end Daily life a what not when While the why escapes the bitter bend Of transformation to descend Over head, the boastful… Continue reading Monsters@Play
Awake in her mind, she lay still while soft dreams and visions flew through and past her as soft clouds fly across the mountaintops. And where do the mountains meet the sky? How deep does she dive to her mind’s eye? Her fingertips glide across petals stretching mellow perfumes and vibrant shades over vast green… Continue reading Sleep Spell
You feel it, don’t you? One event after the next The flow of things One tragedy leads to another and another And the mournful shed their tears as the destructors boast their joys You feel it, don’t you? The tears, the joys and every attempt you have made to change nothing You feel it… The… Continue reading Guilt Wish
What is it? We don’t know. It arrived not long ago in these woods. Leaves a footprint that’s not human. And it’s been killin’. Killed a grizzly with ease, from what we can tell. Where did it come from? Out there, from somewhere above. Some bright lights in the sky preceded the madness. It was… Continue reading A Predator
Dedicated to Jennifer! Happy Birthday! Yay! 🙂 (See? I remembered...) Look at the goat, on the boat crossing the moat. If the boat were to sink, the goat would float, don’t you think? 🙂
So the child beside me and the child within me can look up from our troubles and see and find, “If they can get through their struggles, then I can get through mine.” That is what heroes are for.
Can you control your emotion? Do you not fear yours? It’s not loving you I would fear, it’s losing you. Fear leads to anger. Let us hope we do not go that far. If we are to truly let go, truly love, let us hope we do.
Why do we have eyes when we can see with our minds? …see the world as it should be, not as it is when our intentions are applied, the road to Hell paved with our actions to make things better. What if the better can’t be done by us? …can only be imagined but not… Continue reading A Morning Ponder
What would you do if a giraffe said, “Moo?” Would you act as if you didn’t have a clue a giraffe could say, “Moo?” What if a pig flipped its wig watching his brother combing his wig while dancing a jig? Would you think so little of the pig wearing a wig or the cow… Continue reading I Don’t Know What To Call This