early morning rising again, i watch out the window as the morning light slowly crowds out the darkness, cup of coffee in hand as i sit here, ready for a new day and i ponder at what will come, knowing God will get me through it all as He always has, His faithfulness the reason … Continue reading “Morning Thanks”
Month: July 2019
“Visionary”
we all think we're poets and artists, maybe just the grandiosity doing what it does, inspired by just about everything, surrounded by beauty just begging to be memorialized in verse or on canvas as thoughts come and go at the speed of light, finding inspiration in everything, the most mundane subjects becoming fascinating in the … Continue reading “Visionary”
“Mine Field”
held hostage by the terrors in my head, i make my way through another day like i'm tiptoeing through a mine field, never knowing just what to expect next, under constant scrutiny and the ever present threat of a psychological assault that could come out of nowhere in the blink of an eye, computer linked … Continue reading “Mine Field”
“Keeping Sane”
as a little sun peeks out of an otherwise overcast sky, i sit in the calm of a Tuesday morning, fresh off a shower and drinking a cold drink and i prepare myself mentally for what this day will throw at me, whatever that may be, and i write in my little notebook as creativity … Continue reading “Keeping Sane”
“Snapshot”
snapshot of a moment, an impression upon the soul of the observer, seeing and hearing and feeling and translating it all down into words, ink on paper, for others to read and experience long after time has moved on, a mental photograph of a specific time and place, of what happened and who was around, … Continue reading “Snapshot”
“Face To Face”
emotional drain, sapping me of the life energy i have been imbued with, face to face interaction pulling the plug and sending me down, down, down until no more of me remains and i am forced to retreat and recoup myself in that desperate mode of survival that has come to define my existence in … Continue reading “Face To Face”
“Poker Face”
in a world where reality is dealt to me like a hand from a freshly shuffled deck of fifty-two, i make the best of what i've been given and leave the rest in the hands of the one who sorts it all out in the end, taking it all in stride as i look at … Continue reading “Poker Face”
