Category Archives: Writing

In Search of My Muse


I’m searching. Searching for my muse. Where has she been? What has she been doing? She is the one who started it all. The one who gave me the desire to write. To put my mind to work. I miss … Continue reading

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The Sense of Light


The sun it rises. I stand still. My eyes are closed Yet I can see its glow. The birds awaken with a familiar call. I can smell the dew coming off the leaves as they reach toward the sky. I … Continue reading

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Is It Over?


Is it over? Is it just the beginning? Another life. Another lesson learned. Should I rush? Should I take it in stride? Looking forward to what’s ahead. Looking back at what’s been done. The steps to move on. The quagmire … Continue reading

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Metamorphosis


How can I express myself with so many eyes upon me? Can I ever be me? Criticism is around every corner. Opinions thrown at me at random. I have nobody to impress. Let them say what they will. I will … Continue reading

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Cold Winds Blown Out of Proportion


In the midst of my walk through the bitter cold, whose wind still penetrated my five layers of clothing, I mentally dictated my pondering. My thoughts and questions are recited for only me to hear. Now today is another day. … Continue reading

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Chance or Fate?


Was it by chance or fate? That first encounter. You were always near but I had never known. So close yet so far away. Only to become closer with an embrace. Suddenly revealing everything to me. As if it were … Continue reading

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What are the odds?


What were the odds of our paths crossing? Call it fate if you will. The roads that had led to this path are all but forgotten. They were long and winding roads filled with obstacles, detours, and dead ends forcing … Continue reading

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The end is near.


The end is near. The end of my therapy that is. Group sessions that I had willfully participated in with the thought that they would cure what ailed me. Sadly they have not cured me but they did give me … Continue reading

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The Heart of Poetry


What does it mean to have a heart like a poet? Does it mean that you are broken? Does it mean you only see life in black and white? All or nothing? Can there be a middle ground in a … Continue reading

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My Future Self


What do you picture when you think of your future self? Would you think of someone that is a little wiser? Do you think they would have a message for you if you met them? Do you think they would … Continue reading

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