

We only have the moment and the moment is all that truly matters, don’t waste it.
Friday night pondering and I find myself needing something more than another pat answer to the struggles of…
Poem 18 of 31 for October Poetry Writing Month, #OctPoWriMo, based on the prompt of black out or…
the rainfall strains of the day remains gray cloudy skies hide the sun and last goodbyes the autumns…
tears silently fall through the nights soft embrace midst heartbroken sighs alone in the dark a promise hangs…