the spirit is willing

up early is the best…

More Than Just a Pretty Face – #SoCS (NSFM)

When I saw the prompt for this week’s stream of consciousness, I literally laughed out loud.

The Palette of My Life Some Colors Short – Sonnet XXXVI

These metaphors diverse I do intend; Results remain remote unto the end.

The Waking Dream

Forward
Into an unknown
Yet certain
Somethingness

#whyiwrite

It’s a little bit ironic, dontcha think?

Undulation

a cosmic interplay of divine wind peacefully undulates over creation and seeks to ignite the fire from within. As it … More

Cling

White knuckles cling tenaciously

If…

All that matters is today and the “ifs” I face which will create my tomorrow.

Freedom as Farce

The power we promised / But can’t deliver

Morning comes in black

Contemplate what will be seen

The Seinfeld – Sonnet XXXV

I’m trying to do a sonnet straight from heart; No edits, tweaking, change of any kind.

lighten up and splash a little

Sometimes we dance on the sand and wayward waves tickle our toes with cooling licks.

beginning to shift

The block in my brain is beginning to shift; It seems not a moment too soon.

I AM NOT OK

Today (October 10) is World Mental Health Day. And I am not OK. Many around you are not OK. You … More

Fish-Eye Blind

On and on, up the food chain…

The Paradox – Sonnet XXXIV

Why fail to act when acting holds the key? This riddle I have just begun to solve.

Uninspired – #SoCS

I aspire to more than what I can inspire today.

it’s not my fault

It’s Friday, and I am not thinking

Indeed, Beyond Survive, It Thrives

Indeed, beyond survive, it thrives; / More blossoms join the other.

in a previous light

in the layers of life / it’s darkest in the middle / right where the eye wants to fall.