Thunderstorm ahead

Tonight is one of those nights . . . sleepless, restless, chain-smoking, mind-all-over-the-place . . . I'm sitting in bed and typing this on my phone. Little bitty keyboard and Vienna sausage fingers . . . forgive me now for any hideous typos. I don't know that I have anything to say, but this seems … Continue reading Thunderstorm ahead

Chopstick friendships

Chopsticks . . . have you ever given them much thought beyond your carry-out order of chicken fried rice?  Whether they are plain, basic chopsticks made out of bamboo, or ornate chopsticks made from jade or ivory, one chopstick still needs its mate so that together they can fulfill their purpose. Friendship is the same.  … Continue reading Chopstick friendships

Dim Light (poem)

Light in the void Dim, distant, and weak How long since you were bright How long since you had heat Lingering ever behind Haunting shadows that won't let go You wound with your nearness Your distance kills so slow Where is the escape from your darkness What will cut your dusty silver strings Will you … Continue reading Dim Light (poem)

The Wound (poem)

Raw, ripped open, bloody wound A chance encounter opens a pink scar Tender, soft, barely healed The memory is not off too far Fingers prying, digging deep Finding each nerve that once sang Screams of agony are it's only voice A wound left writhing in pain Let the wound heal Stop opening it fresh Let … Continue reading The Wound (poem)

Suffocating (poem)

Empty deep inside A shadow of what used to be A memory taunting the waking life of a nightmare reality How did it happen How did so much get stolen so fast How did it slip away so silently like the breeze waving through grass Stumbling through darkness Directions gone of astray A wounded heart … Continue reading Suffocating (poem)

Silently Loud (poem)

My head and hand on your chest I can hear your heartbeat I can feel it against my ear You feel so close to me You seem almost real You seem so near I can smell your scent I can hear your voice I can close my eyes and see you But the illusion is … Continue reading Silently Loud (poem)

Overdue confession

It's been a long time since I have written a personal post.  I could easily say that I don't know why I have allowed that drought to occur.  But the truth is that I do know why.  So much has happened over the last several months.  Things that have left little time for writing, things … Continue reading Overdue confession

Time heals all wounds eventually.

It's the middle of the night.  Everyone in my house is asleep.  Everyone except for me.  I am restless.  I have spent the last two-and-a-half hours trying to fall asleep to no avail.  It's not insomnia that is keeping me awake, but instead it is a reopened wound. It is said that time heals all … Continue reading Time heals all wounds eventually.

Gone in the blink of an eye

Today is not a good day.  Nothing bad has happened.  I am just not dealing well with recent events in my life.  I find myself drowning under the downfall of working with your best friend, and I can't manage to find my way up for air. 7 years ago, the very day that Michal Jackson … Continue reading Gone in the blink of an eye

Every season is temporary

Seasons.  A distinct beginning and end.  A defined set of circumstances that can be expected within a certain period of time. When you think of the word "seasons," I'm sure you think of the 4 seasons: Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall.  But as people we experience seasons in our life.  The most easily defined seasons … Continue reading Every season is temporary