Tag: poem

I don’t want to be near the light of the screen anymore. I don’t mean not ever, but not often. I want to sit on the porch at night, look at the plane lights go by. The flashing of radio towers. I want to listen to the creatures and critters…

Another goodbye, another farewell. A home that brought so many together for so many years. That was grandma’s house. A small house made of wood, concrete, and a tin roof. A house that was ravaged by a hurricane once, then rebuilt just the same. There was the Lonely Room as…

I exist in two planes of existence — in the world where I create worlds and in the physical. I move more in the first than in the latter. It is an incessant world, often at odds with “reality.” It took forever to decipher the duality of such intrigue, that…

Thermal waters, total relaxation. The energy, the stress. All zapped away in 15 minutes of sweat inducing waters. Had to walk slow up the steps to lay on the brick bench. I could feel my heart beat all around my body as the relaxing tunes played in the background. An…

Day after Christmas, A day that should be happy for most people, A day closer to the close of another year, A day of contemplation, work, and more contemplation, A day of some discontent and apathy and yearning for bygone Christmases of yore. A day of wanting adventure and Exodus…