Stream of thought : Cliché’s
Cliché’s Truths in life no one wants to hear. If you repeat a lie long enough it cannot be distinguished from truth. Then, one day, you look at the Emperor and see past… Continue reading
Cliché’s Truths in life no one wants to hear. If you repeat a lie long enough it cannot be distinguished from truth. Then, one day, you look at the Emperor and see past… Continue reading
Here is the link to Linda Hill’s prompt. (NOTE: In my haste to publish and get back to that tribulation called tax itemizing, I had to add the above #SoCS picture…and a title, ergo… Continue reading
Have you ever dreamed a poem before? I wouldn’t recommend it. The short-lived Hippie in me from the ’60’s has only one word for this: Bummer! I knoweth not the shadows of my… Continue reading
Writer’s Block: You can’t run through the mind’s fertile flower field if you’re living in an emotional desert. Well…duh! And therein, my friends, resides the problem. 🙂 <_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_<_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_> My hands on the keyboard,… Continue reading
All right. Here I am again, God, typing in the dark. I have my green tea with mint, a block of Muenster cheese, and a drenched Coon cat on my lap. I think… Continue reading
Here I am again, God, looking for answers while burning my mouth with peppermint tea. The self-impaling mind has been on overdrive recently. Your light sensitivity is on overdrive, too. You’re sitting at… Continue reading