The Tide

  Pushing, Pulling I see no end Light, Dark Pulls me apart Good and Bad Spins in my head God, Satin Who has a foothold in my soul? Where is my center I’m almost dead  

A Blink in Time …

• Time : A rain drop falls from the sky  freezes right in front of my eyes. I see my breath rises like the morning mist, All is  clear my mind. I peer into the droplet, Deep into my soul  I see a man holding on to all he can  Like grasping at smoke in the…

TO GAIN EVERYTHING

Expect Nothing and Gain Everything… Expectations are a hard one.. We get hurt… we have pain… Unmet goals… Let downs… But aren’t expectations in the future ? Or are they in the past? I do know, they are thou, not right NOW (expectations ) If we live in the moments in life and treasure them would be…

Vaguely Passive

Originally posted on I wrote a book. Now what?:
It was and there were. Yup I’m going there. Everyone does it. I am aware that I have. Starting a sentence with “It was” or “There were” is passive and… boring.  Chances are if I’ve stuck them in I’ve crippled the creativity of what could have…

Forbidden 

 I will never forget The sweet taste  I could not drink enough  A thirst the needed to be quenched I tilted my head back  And drank it in I devoured it whole  Like minnow to a shark  The thoughts will not stop Only one , two,  three why not 5 6 7 boy I was…

Lovely!? 

“Fine art is that  in which the hand, the head and the heart  of man go to gether” – John Ruskin  What is art? Is it a canvas at the gallery  Or a chello the when played bring tears to your eyes  Is it are children? I think art is like the wind. You can’t…