Boxes
Our shapes are soft. Our edges round. The boxes will morph, and keep us bound. They will push…
Because Sometimes I Don’t Want to Explain My Poetry Motivation
Beautiful and thought provoking post from Christy B. about why we sometimes share the motivation or inspiration behind…
Two Roads…
When faced with this choice which one will you choose? I have been home and holed up a…
Do Angels Dream?
Late in the night the only light, shines from the forsaken Christmas tree. Each forgotten little sparkling white…
Tomorrow – extended haiku
Wrapped in fatigue Strength a million miles away Trusting in my faith Dawns tomorrow a new day Fear…
God | Life | Photograph | Poetry
Battles We Face
Just because you don’t see anything happening doesn’t mean that something isn’t happening. ~God The battles we face…
Anything Can Happen
Listen to the mustn’ts, child, Listen to the dont’s – Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts…