Inspired.
“I miss creative writing.” That was it, I let the words come out and suddenly it felt like the worlds heaviest weight had been lifted from my shoulders. “I…
The Bay Window (Part 5)
(Continued) As it is presented, With the love of my life, The angel of my Heaven, As we gaze, fixed out the Bay Window. The Bay Window, Which assists me in…
The Bay Window (Part 4)
(Continued) She turns to me as I step into the room. My heart skips a beat, I will forever be nervous. I feel an overwhelming sensation flow through my body…
The Bay Window (Part 3)
(Continued) Luckily my home is quaint. Because I would search high and low, No boundary will ever keep me from her. That I am sure of. I travel through time as…
The Bay Window (Part 2)
(Continued) Mere moments pass. The air, still cold, stands still. The snow stops and watches. My soul found the path to home. Quickly I enter and shut the door…
The Bay Window (Part 1)
The shiver sent down my spine, As the storm started to paint. Outside the air is sharp and cuts my face, Still I trudge along through the chill. White engulfs…
The Current and the Breeze (Part 2)
(Continued) He gazed upon the song of his heart, With eyes relentless. He must obtain the apple of his eye, No matter the sentence. So he stripped himself of…
The Current and the Breeze (Part 1)
Waves move by the Current’s demands, Without fail and without falter. For the Current is strong and full of pride, His thoughts and mind could not be altered…
A Stem of Thorns
At the end of every stem of thorns is a magnificent rose. A rose with pedals of the brightest red. Behind every beautiful women, Is a past full of struggles…
UNbound
I turn away from me Back to back Not on track My dreams in a sack Courage I lack North, I tack Once there were three I, myself, me Now set free To wander…
The Call
The haze of dawn crept through the forest, infusing the ferns and jagged rocks with its golden mist. By the chirping of bluebirds and magpies, Jane knew the…
Made her cry
Glued to it, I fall with the inspiration Into the stream. Streaming from that face, I follow the flow. I am those tears. Provoke me to sing, Provoke me to…
The Art of Flying Against the Wind
You stand at the edge of the cliff, Looking out at the vast world, The sights crash over your eyes, The sounds race in your ears. You wish to fly, To explore…
Gold Standard
I have sharpened my muscles like a knife on a whick whack rod where the blade slides up and down and up and down, and at the end it’s thin enough to make the…
Musings on Muse.
Even as life flickers into being, a bright light enters our consciousness. It is what makes us unique, and what brings us our joys and sorrows, our creativity…
There & Back Again
You looked right down into my very soul this evening. Your eyes darted around the crowded room, but they found mine, locking onto me like I was the only one…
The Project
The book has been waiting for years. It is a long-ago gift, from a birthday or similar occasion of which time blurs the specifics. The cover is a textured…
The Muse
She floats in through a window it seems, taking a seat next to me as naturally as sunlight in a forest. I look over, not all that surprised to see her, and we…
Off-Hand Statement
The words left my mouth without any inner editor reaching them first, and I clench my teeth to stop anything more escaping. He smirked, his smug exploitation…
Ring of Truth
An accused tree shakes in fear, her leaves falling like tears. A clergy surrounds a pile of bones at her base, speculating her guilt. While the town scribe…