♦ Twinkle twinkle life is hard; you don’t get to choose your hand of cards. Up above in the heavens and in the spaces down below, people are hurting and dying just to know Why no one cares or no one who does shows integrity and grit, only greed and shameless souls. ♦ You see there, I have taken a tired, old nursery rhyme full of fun and wonder and made it work for me. Because I’m […]
She works alone in the dark, behind dumpsters full from the waste leftover from those who she spit out after she’d won another match. It’s always in the darkest of night when she caws rather barbarically, throwing caution to the Gods, who she professes to entrust her life to. She’s a hypocrite. She has no conscience. You are nothing but a gateway to what she really wants. She fed you, stroked your ego til you began feeling amazing and […]
“Above all, let your love for one another be intense, because love covers a multitude of sins”. I Peter 4:8 I saw this quote today and it stuck with me. I suppose it is love that covers the multitude of flaws people come to us with daily – and we to them. It could be love for mankind in the larger sense, love for a specific cause because we’ve been touched deeply in some way, love […]
“Once upon a time there was a beautiful, smart woman and her handsome, intelligent husband who’d had a sweet little princess, who we’ll call “Joy”(because I want to and it’s my damn story). Life was good. Joy was happy initially, however as she neared her 2nd birthday she seemed bored with her doting mother and indifferent to her father who worked long hours at his job. The mother suggested that they have another baby. After […]
If you are wondering whether my musical friend, Dave Matthews, has taken me up on my offer to collaborate on some of his well written and inspiring musical pieces, I would say exuberantly that he has! However, what you may not be aware of, is that there are approximately 1,748 men in our United States listed by the name of “David Matthews”. So, yes, I have made contact with one “David Matthews”, however, I haven’t yet […]
Of the Seven Deadly Sins she felt she had a starring role in at least five. The first of the seven, ironically enough, she knew all too well. Lust. It was never about love, it was about desire to her. She’d tried on the love hat too many times. It was always satisfying initially, then grew old and difficult to maintain. It was generally much more work than she was prepared to invest in another human being. […]
Flat. As far as the eye could see. Brown with slight deviations of tan. The sand was lying face down along an area that appeared to transcend time. She stood tall against the background of stillness in the middle of nowhere. For as far as the eye could see it was all flat. Nothing more. She heard herself whisper this fact out loud to no one. There was no one anywhere that she could see or hear. She […]
His name was Tommy. He had fair skin and beautiful clear blue eyes. I believed even in high school that I could see right through them down into his soul. He was a loner and very difficult to read. He didn’t communicate much, if at all. He was guarded, maybe afraid that handing out his affections was frivolous or reckless behavior. I felt like he must be somehow damaged. His heart felt heavy to me. His eyes, too, had betrayed him. There was a […]
IS what I’ll say as I stand patiently at the reception desk. A well dressed young lady will then give me a strange look…should she laugh or should she cry? She’ll put down the pen in her hand, as she’s not quite sure what to write down. I won’t say a word as I am extremely humbled at that moment. Usually I fill in awkward moments with gibberish-type banter that slowly erodes as the person gets frustrated […]
How in the bloody hell do you do it? Do what? Get through days where all you hear about are the media enhanced war stories, suicides, child abuse and neglect atrocities, gun violence on our neighborhood streets, ISIS, Syria beheadings, earthquakes, fires, melting ice caps, Ebola, political deadlock, the 99%… Oh. That. Well, I just have to look at my children. I look into my young son’s deep brown eyes that […]
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