Embrace the storyteller within
On a cloudy as on a starry night, eyes open wide the mystery, no more a secret, of formation of the clouds intrigues me as… Read More »Embrace the storyteller within
On a cloudy as on a starry night, eyes open wide the mystery, no more a secret, of formation of the clouds intrigues me as… Read More »Embrace the storyteller within
In the distance, I spotted one and it gave me a feeling of longing. A lonely wooden bench. I sat there after a long walk… Read More »The Solitary Bench
Today’s blog is not a poem or a story. It’s not a complaint nor is it a book promo; it’s just…some words of hope. With… Read More »Hope: Triumph in Defeat
Faceless. Like time itself, endless. Walking away from trouble until again it finds me. Words evaporate in the air, talking is pointless. To be ignored… Read More »The Art of Being Ignored
It was a four-way intersection. He honked at her as she sped up to turn right. In an unexpected move, he turned left and was… Read More »Road Rage Saved the Day
If I had more alone time, I’d have more time to create more terrible doodles, to write more stories, more poetry, such as this short… Read More »If I Had More Alone Time
Remember: “It’s always too soon to quit.” A little hope? Have a good day!
Put away the meds; I want to feel the pain, may her wish not be in vain. I want to know just how much life… Read More »Feel the Pain
It’s been a tough winter, friends. Hanging in there.