Still Awake

With apologies to Jonathan Coulton. This was a triumph (of experience over optimism) I’m making a note here, (because my memory is awful) “Huge Success!” (came from being realistic) It’s hard to overstate my satisfaction Aperture Science (has given me many hours of enjoyment) (Although…

With you, My Friend, by my side She thought and kept everything aside With you, My Friend, the bond so tight She thought and she could fight With you, My Friend, and all the mess She thought and she felt blessed but, The one she…

Fresh Snow (Emptiness)

Light snowfall kissed the tip of my nose A shiver ran down my spine Fields of untouched snow stretched for as far as my eyes could see Pure white My breath hitched and I felt colder than I ever had in my life I’d never…

Creator

In the beginning, we attempted To create a world, devoid of pain. To each our imperfections, we Gave head tags. We didn’t forget To attach the closing tag. For completion sake. But, the work had barely begun. We wanted a perfect world. We only mastered…

Dear Livy

six years in life and you thirty years since sending you into the world every day adds confidence you are dearer to me than the year before let us look forward without fear without depression love will be sufficient I hail this day

Nature of Chaos (Hour 12)

Source Material: The Land of Little Rain by Mary Austin This is the nature of chaos. Streaked with ash, evaporating the dark and bitter lies. The wind drifts between them, the quick storms scar them past redeeming. One expects not to depend upon brackish and…

Kindness

Fabulous, curious adventures Remember the way he made us feel? Like a friend. Gentle, soft-spoken, honest, kind The world be a better place! Shared stories, serving The good neighbor Human kindness, The single most important thing What he cared about more than any of that is…

WHERE MY HEART BELONGS

I’m on an adventure Diving into my heart Where I will find the treasure But first I must find The map, my inspiration Perhaps I could look to my love For it brings me elation Teaching me the new trends There is also my family…

I Hear You (Hour 12)

I HEAR YOU Don’t speak, precious one. I hear your cry a thousand miles away, the silent tears strangling your throat, burning your eyes. Come, young or old, and lay your head in my arms. My lips against your cheek, as I have so often…