Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

nanowrimo_2016_webbanner_participantThis weekend I failed. That’s the bad news.

The good news is that it was only my first weekend attempting NaNoWrimo (National Novel Writing Month) and I really only failed for the weekend. (more…)

**Editors note – I have not posted any kind of poem for quite a while and thought it was time. Hope you enjoy. If you do  I’d appreciate some likes and shares as well as some comments. Thanks, you guys are the best!


Hardline walking, anger shaking, fire underfoot;

can’t explain away the pain, peace won’t stay – too scared to move.

Confrontation, conflagration, unexpected complication.

No exaggeration here.

Fear breeding fear – living life alone; scales won’t fall from my eyes.

Wash in the pool, dive in deep – sow but don’t reap

Betrayal by silver – guilty, driving in the dagger a kiss on the cheek;

there is no difference.

Stuck to a tree, ashamed to wake;

fever burns with tears.

Alone – please leave me alone.

Please don’t leave me alone.

Am I?

Posted: March 24, 2014 in God's Will, Poetry
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What is your direction?Am I angry?

Am I jealous?

Am I stupid?

Am I dense?

Am I afraid?


ac681-truth***NOTE*** The following is somethign I wrote to go with a post I am doing titled “Why Are You So Mad – The Face of Intolerance.” Which is a response to a blog post I read this week which illustrates the frustration I have being called intolerant for my beilefs. For some of my other thoughts on the question of intolerance I invite you to read  this post. (more…)

Photo By:  Daquella Manera (CC)

Photo By: Daquella Manera (CC)

Editor’s Note* – This morning I am only publishing a short poem titled “untitled” as I am being featured on the site Careless in the Care of God as a guest poster – not like one you’d find in your bedroom, assuming your a teenager still.  You can get to her site at the link above or by clicking here. To get to my post click here or here.

The site belongs to my new friend April Best and It would be great if you check out some of her posts and showed her some comment love while you’re there – please let her know how you found her site – we love that sort of thing. Now, without further ado…


A fascination with the unknown – passion for what’s not seen;

Understanding overtones – living in between.


Photo By; Anandajoti (Creative Commons)

Photo By; Anandajoti (Creative Commons)

Quiet pandering to a hollow soul seeking to kill all it sees – crying.



Searching for light. Longing for the engagement of another – lost below the waves of anxiety.


Alone in my corner with anguish I plead.

It’s dark and cold, there is no fire – the warmth would be comforting.

Not what I thought, I think as they laugh – they tricked and they lied to me.


*Note: Several years ago I worked for Kinko’s Copies – they no longer exist so I can use their name. I wrote a lot in those days. I frequently carried a sheet of paper around in the really awful aprons they forced us to wear. I would fold up a sheet and cover it with random thoughts or ideas whenever something struck me – not all of it constitutes “poetry” as such. What follows are some of the things I wrote on a random night at some point between 1993 and 2007. The pictures are the originals,  they include things that I am not typing out – feel free to check them out and let me know what you think.

And now, without further ado I present “Poems from the graveyard”


Photo By: Ir3127 (Creative Commons)

Photo By: Ir3127 (Creative Commons)

How do you know the heart in me; when I hardly know it myself?

How do you love me so completely, when I cannot let go?

How do you know just what to say when I’m about to cry?

How do you know what the answer is and I do not know why?