Do – and why do – you consider yourself a city or country person?
Do – and why do – you consider yourself a city or country person?
Lapses Black holes burn, weighty in a mind enslaved to sleep; memories vanish.
You guys know me – I try to be positive, to give you something hopeful or nice to read, but this was begging to be written as a response to the Daily Post prompt: Dissolution Happy birthday; Now you’re coming of age. Like your name, … Continue reading And this is why I lose my memories…
In a land of sheep, there must be shepherds or we would all be royally screwed.
Hope Meltdown brings a light — we’re aware it’s a brief truce; it keeps us going.
Glace Her defiant stride, unperturbed by force of frost — knowing Spring will come. Wow. I have never had such a hard time with a haiku. Maybe I wanted it too much?
Once upon a time, I had a reputation that preceded me:
Resurgence Demons return strong, cold howls from icy north — hold onto your hat. Wherever you are, I hope you’re warm today; around here it’s cold and blowy!
Life is made up of all these endeavors, all these things that we intend to do and every move we make with intent to complete some goal. Brush your teeth, drink some whiskey, punch someone on the shoulder, whether or not you realized the minute … Continue reading I don’t even know why I’m publishing this
Attend Not concentration — awareness does not focus, but holds everything.