Much have I wandered From one life to another. My sorrows I have pondered, injustices that threaten to smothe… A mind of barbs and brambles

This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…

First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.

So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,

Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...

Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right

That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know

Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?

People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much

Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness

A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much