Today was a strange day. I had many things on my to-do list, including this blog post. As I sat drinking my morning coffee, scrolling through Twitter, one headline stopped time and flashed me back into the 80s before a tear could fall. My teen years were lived out in the 80s, with high school … Continue reading Flashback To The 80s
Zoe finally discovers who the caretaker is and follows her destiny.
Taking what the human eye perceives and attempting to capture that on canvass, is a difficult feat to accomplish.
Communion is a touching poem of sacred moments that touch one's life. What was your latest communion?
This blog is written in memory of my parents and every member of the Silent Generation. Your lives mattered and you will not be forgotten.
Photo by Ty Finck on Unsplash Furnace downstairs hidesthe pointy-nosed bogeymanclimbs out to chase me. Neck hairs stand up straightcement wall Chief’s headdress shadow,no window across. Old witch cackles whilestoking two hot grey ovens,we lay bound waiting. Drums beat, voices chantmoccasin feet start to danceno one hears but me. Paralyzed by fearI open my mouth to screamand nothing … Continue reading Childhood Nightmares: A Haiku Chain
Photo by Alex Dukhanov on Unsplash Grief and loss most profound Teeters on shaking ground Molten rivers of tears Erupt from latent fears Mouth silenced by a mask Pressured to take the vaxx Division, hatred, strife Slowly devalues life Media’s shame and blame Stokes embers into flames As depression taunts Loss of freedom haunts Our dreams. I … Continue reading Humanity Lost
Image by Layers from Pixabay My twelfth summer – the ocean of my innocence – cast an asteroid into my sea – pulling me down, like a milestone around my neck. Gigantic ripples broke the time barrier, touching every moment forward, etching every word wielded as a whip, like the rings inside a tree. The catalyst imploded … Continue reading A Moment Outside Of Time
Photo by Modesta Žemgulytė on Unsplash Zoe pushed her fiery-red hair back behind her ear a moment before she turned down a familiar winding driveway. The once pristinely maintained road resembled more of a track now, overgrown with ferns and nettles, while untrimmed silver birch trees formed a domed canopy. The interlocked leaves created an eerie dimness … Continue reading Morning Star Mansion – Part 1
Image by Richard Reid from Pixabay A door has shut without recourse,now flung aside I bleed out redmy footing gone, my vision’s fledunseen by those without remorse. Each painful breath inflames my heart,I try to speak but silence mocksas spastic legs and crooked socksdeny my dreams now torn apart. For those who see beyond the night,my worth … Continue reading Thin Places