Midnight cat enters, meteoric fling of fur cratering my dreams.
Yes… Ambivalence burns the tinder-hearted spirit’s desolated soul. Sometimes the only good choice in life is to write out the storm inside you.
Souls in Friendship warm, under billowing, cold, clouds, shivering bodies
Dog on my pillow Cat on my lap It’s 2 in the morning. I can’t even nap. There’s a name for critter-induced sleeplessness: Petsomnia. Yes, that IS the best I can do when… Continue reading
WRITER’S BLOCK: It’s like when someone sticks giant lemons on the palms of your hands with superglue and you, like, can’t write and stuff. Thanks to the kind hearts who helped me… Continue reading
Today’s foray into dreamworld proves, beyond a sinister shadow of a doubt, that the universe does have a sick sense of humor. What else can you say regarding the dreamworld version of a sit-com… Continue reading
Holidays sparkle joy’s ambiance, tinseling the reverent soul’s light.
When I die no one will see the books unborn inside of me. The infant pages needing flow, in drafted form will never grow, and books awaiting editing, in boxes languish eyes unseen. If nothing… Continue reading
WARNING: Weird Humor lurks below. DYSLEXIA: A not-quite-right state of being that is different for every person who has it. VISUAL IMPAIRMENT: A not-quite-right state of being that is different for every person… Continue reading