a thought 11/18/20

There is nothing wrong with being sad. I would rather you be happy, but there is nothing wrong with being sad. Sadness might even be better for...

sonnet twenty-one

People seem to pine for fabric roses. Timeless petals that will never scatter. Cold lifeless wire bent into dead poses. If they are beautiful does it matter? Replicas akin to reality Giving sensations of satisfaction. Complacent with this abnormality Everyone buys...

in my dreams

There are times when I’m dreaming where you show up. I realize I’m asleep when that happens. I always have to leave you because I know it’s not you. How can I dream of you? I can’t even fathom you. What I see are the poems and prayers from long ago. An incomplete...

everyone else is moving

Have you ever been on a road trip where you see those white windmills in a stretch of open land? Hundreds of them are spinning slowly but then there is one holding completely still. That sight is the only way I can describe how I...