the path less traveled one day at a time baby steps- with unsteady tread courageously continuing   the last one, began inspired by a thousand counting days instead of steps comforted by written word   new adventures still await   straight on till morning with…

Around the city I am bound in search for produce, flowers ‘round here and there facade I see art nouveau and fleur de lis in parks I walk and often stop to stare at fountains, coins I drop the monuments, eyes gaze in awe, then…

What did those ancient creatures think standing millions of years ago in our footprints, breathing air that was the same and so, so different Nature’s design bends and breaks and breaches, branching to millions of pin points in the timelines We have questions with no…

I’m traveling through time and space, on pages rich with words. There are people in this place, whose thoughts are even heard. You may find me laughing, or have a need to wipe a tear, But my favorite place to travel is through pages, staying…

The final exodus Peering through the windows Of my vehicle, I stared … The pitch darkness outside Save the distant gleaming lights The ignis fatuuses.   Foraying into the edge of time By the dawning red, I waited… Scavengers descended on my self And angels…

The darkness came a little at a time But once the world was destroyed it was void of all light. Half-dead roamed what used to be the streets. Their vision obscured by once was bright flashes of light. Vegetation, gone. Animals, gone. No sun, no…

My brain is mush Muddled with thoughts of yesterday and the tomorrow that hasn’t quite made it to the day’s rays of sunlight . My mind is clouded with sleep- the cobwebs outstretched their tentacles and I know it won’t be long til I close…

Belabored breaths beat out of my chest, There is no end to this forest in sight. Sore soles scuff against the soil, I fear I cannot take another step. I wander through the wild wood withal, My only company the susurrus of leaves above. And…

I am on the way Traveler of thought. I am on a mind ship. Timeling, on a dot. Intersecting points in space; Infinitely lie. I am on the way to being. By cosmic thoughts, I fly—              

  He was the first to join me in the ranks of sibling hood Two years my junior, we shared holidays and suckers We nurtured the two that came after and showed them The ways of the world of brothers and sisters.   As teens…