A Father’s Lament
Staring at the ceiling as silent tears from the corners of my eyes roll quickly down, leaving tracks…
Staring at the ceiling as silent tears from the corners of my eyes roll quickly down, leaving tracks…
The following poem was written and recited to me by my 9 1/2 year-old daughter for Father’s Day,…
Am I dead in this life? I am alive in the next? Do I come alive after I…
Within the silence, that often surrounds Truth is heard and grace abounds ≈ Within faith’s glow, living waters…
Lost in illusion, inside my head. Faking a smile, while feeling dead. Voices that scream, make not a…
I am the moon; so distant and cold, wise and silent. Hung in the void of eternity I…
My latest adventure is as follows. I have recently joined the website All Poetry and have submitted a…
Floating a sea of uniformity Uniqueness often shot down Overrated and dismissed by those With no vision Of…
floating in a sea of uncertainty among islands of pain and misery so I continue to paddle as…
beyond the edge of fading light exists a world for which I yearn for when I arrive at…