- 12 Nov 20131View
The Stuff Dreams are made on.
Our journey is wasted
when we hanker for things
that might have been .
With open eyes, the
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My morning meditation—a musing of how and why in an unspoken soliloquy:
Why do Saturdays now hold
- 12 Dec 20132View
A big Leap.
She sits upon my shoulder, goads me to action,
I know I missed the boat called perfection,
- 03 May 2015View
When I Was Younger I Believed
At a young age, I cursed at the sky when I stubbed my toe
I would beg for forgiveness, or offer
- 30 Sep 2019View
Being the library curator / of my own life
I’ve archived several tomes / of family strife,