His Heart

Looking back, I see that daddy was so happy with his five kids. Mom didn’t need five for her part but she had them. To please daddy, I guess.

Goodbye

...the coldness will keep me up at night prodding its nails into my muscles...

Ardoyne Andy

It was different growing up back then in the forties and fifties . People had respect . Looking back its sad to think thats all been left behind .

Is there a God?

For those who often wonder if God really exists

Why does God send trials

Are you wondering why you always get tested and tryed.

AFTERTASTE

A family leave a house that has been a home for generations and all that they know behind to start a new life Downside - opportunities galore but how will it end?

Flows To The River, Flows To The Sea -

Dark/Grunge influenced poem

Stern

I bend to read the note. Between heads and arms and fingers I catch the gist and imagine. Small, concentrated brush strokes swish across stretched canvas. A furrowed brow easing

Sonnet Between

Shall I compare you to a winter's night? You are more cold and again more bitter: Rough winds do not cause you worry or fright, and summer puts sour your icy glitter:

Roads by Night

Roads by night, stars clustered in nests guide my dusty footprints home. I long to be there now, my head's a mess. The moon glints through branches of distressed

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