Feathers of red, orange, and yellow. Reborn from ashes yet again. Comes to those who are loyal. Taking to flight once more. Maimed a Basilisk. Tears of healing. Immense strength. Phoenix. Faux.  

Moving across the water’s surface Soft breeze dancing across my face Little birds singing their songs Sun rising in the east Come sit here with me Beside the lake And listen Let go Be

A new year starts. With the hope of a new beginning. Self-improvement. New challenges with new solutions. Greater opportunities. Chances for new friends and time with old friends. Fresh starts all around. Here’s to new beginnings.

What have I done? Things used to be easier. Where did I make a wrong turn? When did I fall so far? Was it not yesterday, that things were better? Why did I let this darkness grow, take control of my life, change me? How…

Late night conversation Sitting on your couch Nothing out of the ordinary Just two friends Enjoying each other’s company I looked at you and something Stirred inside of me I took in your face Your smile, your laugh Your entire being You turned to me…

What it would be  to fly through the open sky. Wind in your face. Freedom like no other. Above the clouds, the sun warming the soul. Watching the creatures below. Going about their lives. Swoop down for a closer look. Little creatures moving like ants….

What is normal? Conforming to the usual. What is “usual”? Who determines the “usual”? Why do they get to say what is “usual”? If I say what is normal, how can anyone say I am abnormal? Normal is subjective. It is compliance to a standard….

Monster inside. Fighting to be free. A black dragon, shiny and sleek. Don’t let him out. Into the world he flies, with wings spread. A shadow blotting out the sun. It feels good to be out. Go anywhere, do anything. Be who I want to…

Memories long lost. Photographs of a simpler time. A time when a dollar would get you a lot more. People were more active, spending time outside. Having conversations with people’s faces. Cross country travel taking days not hours. Hard work the norm, lazy being the…

“Their memories are long. Their hatred even longer.” James Rollins – “The 6th Extinction” Inside my head, cluttering my past. Plans to destroy my future. Hatred so dark, memories lasting. Unable to escape, unwilling to try. Learning and adapting to ensure my demise. Demons pushing….