Clinging to Hope
Clinging to hope we look for rest, stranded here in the in-between. What was is gone and what…
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It Calls My Name
What calls to you and is there a place you disappear into in those moments of need?
The Endless Expanse – How does setting impact your philosophy?
Another poem in response to Shawn L. Bird’s Poetic Diversity Project prompt for her Masters class. For March…
Simple Compassion
Two voices and two poems for the ‘1000 Voices of Compassion‘ movement. The first by my daughter and…
Ghost Hunting
in the light and in the dark ∞ we fight the battles and we survive the wars ∞…
A Backpack (poetry)
We don life’s backpack, to carry the treasures. Vowing to only keep, those special pleasures. Carrying the backpack…
Free-Falling
The fog surrounds, as the mist clings to my skin. Dampening the fuses, I struggle to see again….
Two Roads…
When faced with this choice which one will you choose? I have been home and holed up a…
Jittering Expectations
The jittering expectations silently descend From those moments we’d like to forget Of past holidays with which we…