Out there is a world / I can choose to inhabit;
The unexamined life is not worth living, / And Life Uncovered – Hidden – Unforgiving.
My morning’s skies of blue soon turned to gray / The moment’s respite gone in sheets of rain
This was the first in a very irregular stream of video entries. I’m slowly uploading them to my site so … More
I am in stasis. lying, substanceless
in the furrow of my brow.
I used to think loved ones who had died sat on clouds and watched…
joy and grief often reside in neighboring rooms
joy and grief collide
I, too, have heard the call and understand.
I remember an uncle, who left this earth as I arrived.
Now, we go inside to experience the past painter’s present.
She fell into his arms widespread, And trusted he would hold her fast. ‘Tis time to see her head and heart be wed.
No more does night descend with dread. Who knew you’d light a lamp when asked? I fall into your arms widespread; ‘Tis time to see my head and heart be wed.
December morn – I’d end it all; Was not the plan – I went for broke.
A deal not meant for me, I bought; Account was mostly overdrawn.
Other creatures fly with far less hope.
With so limited a vista, no wonder I haunt you! I’ve nothing better to do.
FEAR NOT! The angels always say.
At the very least – PTSD starts with “Post”, So I’ve got that going for me…