Where is my support When I’m buried deep, So deep in my struggles? I cry for you, I scream for you, I knocked really hard, But YOU won’t answer. Do you hear me? Or are you listening at all? When I can’t see my way,…

Morning arrives slow I push deeper in to bed dog and cat concur    

I would wait on you forever, if it means spending time together. I would help you with your shoes, if there wouldn’t be time I’d lose. I would help you comb your hair, if it meant I could always be there. Waiting on you is…

Let me see the whole page, my map on which my words will paint a picture.

It is difficult to write when A mountain of schoolwork sits Waiting to be completed. OR……….. It is difficult to write when The shrill ringing telephone distracts each creative thought OR………… It is difficult to write when A television blasts fake humor Throughout every room’s…

Echoes of intentions and love intermingled with beauty A man who held his character and intelligence like rich held their wealth He was open to all the possibilities of life that were in his comfort zone his words were few but when spoken very powerful,…

I missed the start. Is it the beginning or end that matters. I   Know every quote written will tell you that what’s inbetween counts most.    

Lovely. That’s what you said As you whispered thoughts that have never come up for air Drowning in your sentences New and alive Words melting icicles Dripping wet in the sun Good morning. That’s what I said And the newness of the day wrapped around…

I picked up the vintage wingtips at a thrift store They were used of course   The leather was well kept, polished Soft and in excellent condition   The soles had been warn smooth And the laces were tattered and thin   As I looked…

Enter a lovely house, with walls built of paper, furnished with ink to tell a tale, a book.