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Deciding Who I'm Going to Be

Thursday’s are a good day for some self-awareness and to mix things up a little bit. I’m not a professional poet, but as I drove these words came into my mind: 80 more words


Why I Cower

I’m like a lion in the cage
when you come in wielding
your whip and wooden stool.

The kids see the fear in my eyes… 141 more words



… Emerging so slowly in all her magnificence,

Finally, excruciatingly, she is opening, flowering!

Called ’emotional healing’, it is, oh, so much more;

Submitting, trusting, putting aside incriminating, cowering… 72 more words

Poetry, Photography, Picture, Pros


It is raining.
And in a clichéd moment,
When everyone else
Is impatient,
Cowering from the rain,
As they turn to distractions,
Then you were standing there… 58 more words


When I Cower in Fear...

I don’t usually become afraid. But when I do, I really do. I really do in extreme cases or in such situations that reminds me of the traumatic experiences I had in the past. 254 more words

Actual Existence

The Writer in the Weeds

Cowering amidst the weeds, here.

Um, let me explain.

After a bunch of family time in Alabama, I returned to Florida yesterday (hence the absurd lateness of my post Monday) to find my wee little garden partying with a host of uninvited weeds. 148 more words


Billy Penn's Election Night shared newsroom

Nov. 4, 2014 was easily the most fun and most productive I’ve ever felt on Election Night, and there are two clear reasons for that: 319 more words