Dare we admit that time will ne’er be right?

Dare we admit that time will ne’er be right?
‘Tis 2 AM; we’re far from ending night.

I’ve Found My Place

I’ve found my place; the place is peace, / Though tangled tempests tip the ship.

Start. again. anew.

start. again. anew.
transformed again by some truth

Mystery Meal

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “product/produce.” Use one, use them both, use them any way you’d like. … More

Let no one tell you how to live

Let no one tell you how to live;It’s on that day you die a bit.Love is yours to take and … More

edges blur

looking In or Out the Window becomes Looking

in swirling chaos

in swirling chaos /
together – we find center /
and you make me feel

It’s a SIGN…

Or IS it a “sign” at all?

what will the waves do with their fury?

Paint the scene now, before ship takes a dive.

Soon the Sun Will Be Blazing

Though today
We are
Dazing
While mindlessly
Grazing

Self-challenge, and… go.

I still don’t know where to start.

This is How Love Is

For in the end,
Love Runs to Us,
Grasps Us,
And Refuses to Ever let Us go.

What a Trip – #SoCS

Little things piled up. Thing which, under normal circumstances, would have rolled off my back, but they ALL. HAPPENED. AT. ONCE.

No Shovel Required

Snow falls and then melts

Whatever.

Whatever.

A Book of Endless Pages – SoCS

Every day is a new page in a book of endless pages.

Obscured

I see you… Rising above the cloudswhich obscurewhere your building began. You continue to riseIn spite of the clouds, And … More

See Where I Might Land – SoCS

The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS) is: “let go.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind … More

Win/Win?

Competing interests /
Often call for some losses /
Before both can win

‘Tis heaven’s heat which rescues from cold hell.

Away, aweigh, ’tis love which calls us forth;
The love which calls shall push us there as well.
When globe reveals what’s east, west, south or north
‘Tis heaven’s heat which rescues from cold hell.