Death Makes Us Kin

I’m far from being damn special. Yet the reaper finds I’m acceptable. Let coldness for it be reciprocal, it brings us all to be connectable. Berate fellow souls we should not for we can see our common spot. In large fields of tombstone lots we’ll be what the earth has forgot. The grave’s our common…

In The Age Of Bitter Rage

What cost can I anticipate to pay for the ransoms of this long day? My blood, sweat and tears say, until end of days I’ll live this way. Mortar and brick of tainted walls that stand in my way so very tall, stand they where people do fall. A heart do the walls have not…

Versatile Blogger Award

I have been nominated for the Versatile Blogger award. I humbly recieve this nomination with deep gratitude. I would like to thank Dwight at Roth Poetry for nominating me for this award. Click here to visit his site. I have to admit I started this site with the intention of it being something to share…

3 Day Quote Challenge: Light In Darkness

I was mentioned in a 3-Day quote challenge from Awakening Wildflower. I would like to thank her and accept the challenge. Awakening Wildflower is a wonderful writer full of positive energy. I’m relatively new and don’t know that many bloggers so challenging other bloggers I regretfully will have to forgo. Though I shall myself take…

My Bedside Table

Greetings my fellow bloggers. When I first started this site I didn’t expect the direction I was going would go anywhere. I took some classes in college pertaining to journalism and there was some part of me that wanted to stay true in that vein. Yet over time the words I wrote about current events…

Underneath The Skin

There are times when we look back. We see burdens strapped to our backs. The capacity for vision can’t be found. So we must put both feet on the ground. But what I see as the day creeps slowly by, at times softness can sustenance not supply. So I tear out my cordially met manners….

Not Born Alone

In the beginning so the story goes, was a great sin so burden arose. Wise are we now, we clothe ourselves. Aware are we, now here we do dwell. Allowed to us were minds to discover where the err slumbers; how to wake each other. So the story goes, inward we crave more. Fine tuned…

Why

I am but an earthen vessel drawn from dirt I stand still. As the rain falls I do weep. As the earth turns I do sleep. I stand and look at the sky, as I move forward I ask why. Such a place as this is irony tis why this earth’s a part of me….

Meet Me There

What right hath the world to make it’s demands on me? As it were I have mentioned it’s cold facet and madness. We scramble to assemble order throw arms into open borders. The line between surrender that would tear a soul asunder. Have we the strength of mind to lovingly give meaning and define? What…

Contemplation At Eden’s End

This tiny earth you should know where you are is bit by the snow. The land is so rife, stiffled not nice. There’s bitter ice cutting as if a knife. So sayeth God our hearts are odd. We take breaths often to breathe smog. Since original sin, what a way to begin, a starting clock…