Thoughtless health, casual happiness: Fade to black, aching emptiness: Bleak despair, lonely hopelessness: Moving on. Finding hope, future brightening Treatment plans, self-enlightening, Falling back, darkness tightening: Moving on. Pitch and yaw, hope to bleak despair Back and forth, experts everywhere Callous disregard, no-one seems to…

Muscles tense The precipice of motion. Feeling the energy press Potential begging to become kinetic. The desire to move, to rise, to jump, to fall. Hold it in, how much longer. Live in the moment, then let it give way.

To which we move, slowly, leaning and yearning for a taste of something, how we cannot resist. It is so wrong to want, so wrong to ache and yet I cannot resist your gravity, your pull to me is dragging, I am not lagging, I…

Her face has seen six decades with freckles in the first ten years that life eventually covered. Those teen years survived the popping of zits and make-up, and dripping of “Dippity-Do.”   Motherhood years brought a broken nose, falling on a snowy concrete step, but…

It is funny how much you can accumulate living in one place. Trunks full of books, pictures, poems, stories, most hard to replace. 2500 miles away, an apartment waits. Big Red wasn’t so big, but would try to do what was needed. So, pile in…

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“Work is so good for the soul” they said as I stacked stupid shelves for a wage. “You’re young, and you can doing anything,” they said, as I watched myself age.   And so it went on for many a year of back-breaking, soul-crushing crap….

Seems like every few years A voice reaches up Grabs me by the throat and the feet Tells me it’s time to move on Get out Start fresh All those clichéd ideas So I pull out boxes, I go through my stuff I toss out…

Whether you have too little or too much stuff depends on the amount of boxes packed and the time spent packing, sometimes even on the time you have to pack. Theory of relativity is rarely as obvious as when you need to move your possessions…

Sweat, pain, and tears. Anger, hatred, and fears. Cast out amongst the throng. No end in sight.   Questions of self worth are brought to light.   Boxes, bags, assorted crates. Tables, chairs, and bed frames. No money for gas. No place to live.  …