Disorganized clouds Drifting singular style without peer Wind one way, clouds the other No consensus

I dream of you, your caress like the velvet touch of creation’s light. I do not know your face, nor your name… yet I feel you across the great expanse.  Your silence is the deafening void before the dawn, the sweet nectar of night soothes…

Money is not the root . . . of anything. Except, it is the KEY… to how we live and trade. Money is just made… In various ways. Nothing fancy in the beginning… Ink and paper; through a machine it goes. It becomes our CASH….

I Remember The line for the single pay-phone in high school After school If there was a game Or a meeting Adjusting the rabbit-ears on the TV to get one of four channels Hearing the Star-Spangled Banner when TV ended for the night. Using the…

If you’re hungry, clap your hands. If you’re starving, stomp your feet. If your tummy’s growling and you’re mad at the world, Climb on my back, we’ll get something to eat. (to my daycare kids, see you guys on monday..you tater tots.)

The world is now much smaller Long lost friends reunite; lovers meet defying odds Strangers comes together to help in need Online dating, crowdfunding, Classmate finders Words unheard a few decades ago… yet In today’s world, they are ever life changing While sure, technology can…

Delicate Fear Fear not, my lovely, for the time is not upon us. Rest your weary head on my lap, don’t shed a tear. Release burdens carried, they’re heavy and not needed. Such emotion leave tethered, release now your fear.  

word, check sentence, shake without a thought a weight in place eyes, down palms face up it is a choice to touch or trust sits, waits empty hands were I to look he’d know, look back

When you can’t think of what to write, just think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think…

How Grandma loved that attic fan, and the breezeway between her house and the cellar, and the big chest-type deep freeze that meant she didn’t have to can every blessed thing she put by for the lean months, and the television that got two channels,…