I’m Not Afraid

Life rejects the intuitive map Unexpected turns, detours, construction The scenery, pretty but foreign Was I staring at my own destruction? — Rivers run deep, yet creeks creep Anxiety builds, awaiting time to arrive The quiet invites deep, cold thoughts When doubt and fear thrive — In the neurons of my mind The universe peeks … More I’m Not Afraid

Good to Be a Senior

Getting old has some benefits. Retirement is a damn fine benefit if you happen to be healthy and had enough money to live comfortably. Let’s assume that you do. Forget about the aches and pains, at least for a moment. My top 10 benefits of being a senior. Senior Discounts. Sweet! Many businesses provide a … More Good to Be a Senior

Left on Tenth, A Second Chance at Life: Delia Ephron (a book review)

I heard about this book on CBS Sunday Morning and I knew right away I needed to read this book. ‘If you are in Manhattan, traveling downtown on Fifth Avenue or Seventh Avenue, you can turn only left on Tenth Street. It’s a one-way street, west to east. Left on Tenth is my way home. … More Left on Tenth, A Second Chance at Life: Delia Ephron (a book review)

Exchanging Hearts

If I offered, I did so willingly Beating insanely, this heart left my chest Growing, wrapping around you Gripping, an emotional stress test — Love is the sweetest spring aroma Exploding like wildflowers along a country road Sweetness overpowers my senses Writing its own emotional source code — Beauty fills my watering eyes Will you … More Exchanging Hearts

Humble

Penetrating winds engulf the soul Stripped bare to my essence No hiding, completely visible I am humble in your presence — Your eyes ask to lower my mask Trying, I cannot answer your question Words wedged deep, speechless Inside, my heart holds a confession — Seasons segue into memories We become a potent blend Each … More Humble

Test Pattern Girl

Maybe it’s me, or perhaps it’s she Through the snow and interference Every night at the stoke of one Her ghostly image makes an appearance — She has a lonesome, disembodied tone Climbing down from my dream The sand still coating my blurry eyes At six she disappears back into the stream — She arrives … More Test Pattern Girl