The morning, silent and still, betrayed the overwhelming fact that a bomb had gone off, leaving those who planned for this ominous event, for years, and those who were caught, after years of complacency and self-denial, to marvel at its occurrence and to plot the…

I write Lines all the time Sometimes I write in rhyme Often I let the muse run wild This entertains my friends I write for them And Bob

water swallows me whole and I push myself upwards to the surface breaking through jubilant. until today. until i learn you are gone. and now the   surface is receding becoming a small speck of light i stop trying to reach.

How do I do this impossible thing? You ask me to go on with my life as if nothing happened, as if you weren’t suddenly half a continent away. As if our already too infrequent time together wasn’t made impossible by distance and circumstance. It’s…

splashing water refreshing my five senses  comforting my soul (Hour 1 – @Mejia)

endless vibrant sky- crowing rooster sips the dawn awakening life

aching feet, freezing bones the end of your journey but the beginning of another’s

Sneak-a-peek The sun shows its face in hide and seek Briefly, very briefly it shows its face The laundry spread out to dry, groan on the lines as they cannot dry The grasses sprinkled with dew long for the heat only the sun can bring…

It’s almost time to start the marathon and I am about as ready as I’m ever going to be. Let’s make this a great marathon everybody. Writing down the words can be hard, but not saying them is even harder.   success to all.  …

I guess it is time to write I stayed up way too late last night I tossed and turned My thoughts burned So today I am sleepy Don’t think I look too creepy So, I guess I will write And shake off last night