Time presses me forward and calls me back. I remember, regret, remain, react. Daily life skitters, plain and dull. I waste it pursuing an unworthy goal. Too tired to rise, too busy to sin. Uncomfortable in aging skin. Things I wanted have faded away. Now I dream of some future day. But when I can sit calmly in the sun, I’ll be dreaming of adventures … Continue reading Time, Animate
I would like to beA little more freeBut this burden is heavyWith my self-imposed needAnd it won’t be lighterUntil I have the timeTo remember how littleIt takes to survive. Continue reading A Little More Free
I’d like to remind you that you are remarkable. No one else has ever been you as magnificently as you are. Now, the tough part of that truth. You aren’t always right. Maybe you have even done something you are not proud of. We all learn and grow and change. But no one else has ever taken your journey. They cannot judge your soul. And … Continue reading Remarkable
Our differences are what make us unique humans. Continue reading Counting Scars
Launching this website about three years ago was one of many steps to externalizing my dreams. I am an introvert with anxiety and depression and, well, issues. My writing and art had always been private, as I never considered it professional. But it occurred to me that no one begins as a professional artist. What makes you a professional is taking the steps that lead … Continue reading Checking In
A Place I Can Call Home Seems all my life I’ve been wandering, Days and nights the same. Maybe I’m just looking for someone Willing to share the pain. They say home is where the heart is, But I can’t find a place; Someone who knows how to forgive. Aren’t I deserving of some grace? For me it’s hard to find a mate, But I … Continue reading A Place I Can Call Home, a poem
Depressed Shout out to the depressed Just trying to get by. Keeping eyes open With regurgitated lies I don’t feel happy I’m not even that sad I say I’m hopeful So they don’t feel bad It’ll be okay If tomorrow ever comes But I’ll still be struggling To believe in the dawn. Hello, friends! I thought I’d share a little ditty I wrote as 2020 … Continue reading Pet Hamster Zombie; a Short Commentary on the Longevity of Feeling Meh
Brain Fog I’m trying to concentrate. I swear I am. But my heads all foggy And I’m losing to the demands On my mind and on my body So I’m curled up fetus-style, Waiting for someone to tell me I can stop for a little while. But I know I’ll try again. I’ll drive toward completion. I’ll get up and carry on, Without focusing on … Continue reading Brain Fog, a poem
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