Your life is a book. It’s your story. You write it every day. Did you know that? Have you taken control of the author or narrator’s role to move your own character through their story arch? Sometimes I forget that the things I do are the result of my own decisions. Sometimes I get angry or bored or frustrated with my life. We all are … Continue reading A New Chapter of Your Life
Ghosts and vampires, Picnic table ants, Memories both good and bad. Scary monsters, Sexy witch or nurse, Dressing for lives we never had. Halloween candy’s Long gone by ten. Wear your costume anyway. No one’s watching, But your future selves. Be your own fun today! Continue reading Dancing with Your Future Self
Cobblestones, Part 2 is posted!
“The girl asked, ‘What if life here, now, is not very good? What would keep unhappy people from just sort of … skipping ahead?'”
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Friends, I am told I might be worrying some of you… Continue reading Depressed, but still kicking
The old man whispered from the dark, Shadows hiding his intent. He urged the youth to embark. With palsied voice, hear what he said. – “Come you to the water’s edge. Come you to the line of trees. Come you step beyond the hedge. Think you ready now to leave. – “Grown men dream of freedom lost. Women of their wildest days. Boys they wish … Continue reading Cannot Stay, a story poem
Unheard Warnings Speaking loud into the ether, hoping that someone will hear. Shouting silent words of wisdom, unwrapped from my mortal fear. Know the history, heed its warning. Find it waiting for you there. In the winter, I will slumber; liken me to bear and squirrel. In the autumn, find me wishing always to be have been a girl. In the springtime, in the summer, … Continue reading Unheard Warnings, a poem
Although I like to be helpful, I find myself in the position to be abused more and more often. People do not understand the concept of kindness. I have found recently that people no longer think of me as helpful. Instead, they think of me as usable. But I refuse to be used. In the Space between being helpful and being used, there must be … Continue reading Break Glass in Case of Emergency
Someday When I wake, this I say, “Let me live my life today.” When I lay down, this I cry, “Let me live before I die.” Now I wake to the sun’s rays. I’d like to spend the hours at play. But money urges me to my desk. I won’t be getting any play or rest. Someday I’ll leave this job behind. I’ll find a … Continue reading Someday, a poem of hope and tears
Fall in softness, Asleep to dream, Floating on a cloud Of kind release. The day is done, You’ve earned your peace. Rest your soul From stress and grief. When you rise From happy dreams You’ll find you are The one redeemed. The vibrant world Will grow and smile In gentle rhythms Of the endless trial. Continue reading Rise in Dreams, a poem of rest
Waterfall of Sound Chance the Waterfall Of sound. Sparrows Can bring the Sun down. Believe In your power To sing. A song Is worth more Than kings. Continue reading Waterfall of Sound, a poem of song
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