This is me. I’m back with another twist on what I might like to do with my blog. I’m thinking of taking pictures with my cell phone as I go through daily life. Then…
When sitting in a waiting room, I dream.
It doesn’t matter what I’m waiting for.
I know that things are never as they seem,
that anyone could open up that door. 75 more words
Blue Girl Poems
pain still flows through but
days are lighter and brighter
with a lighter mind
Often avoid ‘em.
Rarely, exploit ‘em.
Half rhymes on a distant love: variation on an ode.
If words must be my lips, I’ll speak to you,
And covet you with whispers to the skin. 240 more words
Republicans think too much
Democrats feel too much
Moderates lack balls.
Libertarians want to be
but they’re not really… 90 more words
There’s no single book that I turn to regularly for inspiration. But there is one pattern that runs through my reading, which is that I read a lot of poetry: Contemporary stuff, classical and ancient stuff, whatever.