Month: November 2017

  It is a place, where the edges of the stream are warmly touched by dandelions, having to survive the tumultuous winds writing and I stare off bare and rugged since 1992. Drawing out bricks in the heart. Shooting blanks at times. Pecking at the bone, it’s dimly whittled form is no more but covered […]

Where there was ash beauty has come Where there was pain love can suffice Where there was hate none can deny “love covers a multitude of sins” Oh how sweet joy can remain…  

To leap, with innovation a steady -course and stick with it no matter its tempest force till day breaks with open arms…

In this place where my choices are alone but my own nonetheless. In a place where sorry can’t cut through hurt. Lonely are the roads to forgiveness. Lonely paper smiles. While they choke on safety. Too hard to smooth down. A fraying side too weak to hold us together now. Too careful to let the […]