I hope… I hope that I get moved into my apartment before the end of this month I hope that I get things done at work before I get kicked out I hope that I manage to earn my degree within the next three years…

Hour Twenty-Two The future is written with invisible ink and solidified by the permanence of our choices and action.

Where You Belong If you are blessed enough to call yourself My EX You belong in my past Ex is for no longer wanted, no longer necessary If You ever had the honour to know my deepest secrets You are part of my present Present…

Hour Five Memories tucked into my breast pocket left and close to my heart. They flutter like eyelids just waking from slumber- fractured images play upon the screen of thought a tribute to remembrance to lives previously lived during my years on the back roads….

“A long corridor, Filled with doors aplenty, Each door hides a different room to enter, And a new world to explore, You shan’t return from a room, But further explore till the end of the great hallway is reached, But till then the search for…

Send me on a journey to nowhere, a one-way ticket out of here. Home I carry with me, so it doesn’t matter if I return. Coming back this way might be more painful than the leaving. Knowing not where the path will take me, seeking new adventure…

It doesn’t take much to feel the sting of the world now. Too much trauma, violence, sadness, and personal drama play out everyday. Gone are the wholesome “Beaver”-esque ways of life because everything has changed. And change isn’t always bad, but it is what we…

Steady thrumming hums with a throbbing beat. Speed up, slow down, constant rhythm makes its own music, a dance in tune with the ebbs and flows of life.  

A man stood beneath the tree, Waiting it seemed, for me His gaze was soft as diamond His mood as light as iron He had been waiting for me But why beneath this tree?   This tree was like most around it Red leaves and…

the heart wants to  write lines on love and loss hum the lyrics of desires dream of the silver and golden mouths of galaxies   the heart wants to beat in the peaceful solitude of snowy mountains touch the cold streams that banish all thoughts…