I remember my own insanities…

I remember my own insanities… Oh, what presence attends our emptiness … this…? I’ve dived down drowning with these daylight thieves

About Mr. Brown

We tried to kill Mr. Brown when we were in the seventh grade.

Forgiveness is His to Give

You are the consummate Deliverer, through Your Son, Jesus, the Great Physician

DEAR BEA - THE LETTER I WISH I'D WRITTEN

Hindsight is a wonderful thing. Names have been changed to protect the innocent.

Fathers Day

Rough stones at Southend
Cherry

Scrap CH TWO part 43

CH TWO 43

Marshmallow or Birthday Cake?

The joy of working in a kennels on a day when it is pissatively possing down!

my personal Africa in haiku and verse

Come you staid, ravaged and/or privilleged souls: dawn your gallery masks, sample vintage wine and cheese paired with these pain-blackened haikuettes... these primitively ornate spear-bearers
Cherry

Resting

trawlers prowl for ocean’s catch

Don't Let Your Love Go

Accepting love is an understanding , sometimes there is no reason why , we just are , in love .

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