Driving through the lush green valleys, Newborn babe in tow, All we owned and all we were, Stowed away and traveling forth. Summer’s faded end was nearing. A symbol of our journey, A new leaf, a new page, a new book. The end of an…

Happily-ever-after mythology only prefacing the sequel continuing the saga tacking on the index onto volume one having read this scene from life movies writing, rewriting the books playing déjà vu-all-over-again never more than countless times here-we-go-again monotony of changing times same cast of characters different…

Poem Five for the Hour Five he invented the pendulum of change welcomes each difference to create kaleidoscope of men’s healing grounds he is a matchstick lighting candles of small words of the small worlds he is a street corner of philosophy son of S.A.P.-Socrates,…

When? When will we learn that different is beautiful? When will we see with our hearts and not our eyes? When will we read the character of the person with the discernment of our minds? Will we ever see that peace brings healing and war…