It’s interesting how much we look forward to changes in our environment. In winter, we look for the colors of spring. In summer, we look for the colors of autumn. We look forward to the temperature getting lower, or higher. Occasionally, we think, “What a nice day it is today!” But usually, we find the lacking before we find the beauty. When we do find … Continue reading When Comes the Color
If you have seen my newest poetry chapbook, you know I deal with depression. Depression is not something I would wish on anyone, but it has given me a unique perspective on mortality. Death is beautiful. I have no fear of death. I’m not physically reckless because I don’t want to be injured. I’m not financially reckless either, because I like having a home and … Continue reading Beautiful Death
Keeping the urn was a mistake. Tossing the ashes was smart. The golden creed would brake The mantle brick apart. There on the ancient wood, Where open air should live, The weight of ages’ blood Shifts with the urge to forgive. Too late to say the words, Too present to rest in peace, The bond we worked to forge, Too soon has been released. We … Continue reading The Urn, a Poem
To celebrate the release of Lucid Lines 3; Rolling Down, on Kindle, I have made it FREE! Hurry and get yours today, Saturday, January 8, 2022, or tomorrow, the 9th! Here is the link for anyone in the US. I will be getting all the links posted on my site shortly, so if you are in a different country, please go to my Published Works … Continue reading Free eBook! 1/8-1/9
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
Mediating on different subjects is a wonderful thing to do, but it’s not meditation. To me, meditation, by definition, is on nothing. Yet, every other article on the subject is about meditating on nature, on change, on your purpose.. on something. When you are starting out, it can be useful to have something to think about. And it is always good to take time out … Continue reading Meditating on Nothing
Bridget floated, unafraid. Face up to the stars, awed by skies too full of pinpricks of light to be real. The living ocean waving up and down, gently. Slipping to her right. Sliding to her left in the dark. Drifting now and yearning to stay here and just sleep. Shadows shift below while feelings sink within her, raw. Beneath, her, thick-skinned and cold. Tail moving … Continue reading Shift, a Poem
Lucidity Lamb is extending the #submission deadline for “Their Love” until Midnight, EST, New Years Eve, 2021! Submit your #poetry today! Continue reading Submissions are in!
She doesn’t know what she wants to be named, only that the tea-stained name she’s heard over decades of being talked at doesn’t fit. She’s a survivor but her feelings get purple sometimes. She sees in color what others only hear. Words are rainbow realities. And she’s confused for a moment when In a casual conversation They say “now you understand” Because she understood before. … Continue reading In Color, A Poem
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