~Poetry~ I have been hiding out lately. Not for any reason in particular actually. Just didn’t feel like being seen by anyone. … Didn’t want to see anyone either. Took some time away from it all. The rush and the hustle. Found out that… … … … … … … I like the peace and the quiet. … … … … … … Thank You … Continue reading Finding Space
A distant memory comes to lightThat time at that place back whenI can remember those people I metThough their names are long lostThose times I recall were goodAnd the impressions still glow withinThough as time goes, they do greyMore and more like a fluffy dreamSomething once lived somewhere Continue reading As Time Goes
~Poetry~ An enchanting spellCast upon sweet whispered thoughtsTo steal attention Tempt the consciousnessInto the act of dramasThe play of ego Again and againFilling up the very selfWith the acts of form Building monumentsScreaming we exist! hear usNever listening To the one true selfHeard in the silent momentsAbove clouds of thought Thank You For Reading Continue reading The Sweet Allure
~Poetry~ Marker to a friendNow lost to time she visitsOnly in memories Thank You For Reading Continue reading Old Friend
~Poetry~ For a brief momentA Sunshine ray soon enoughTime will turn to grey And along a wispSeeds let loose fly far awayAgain sunrise may To bloom fresh againA new day born of the nightUntil it turns grey Thank You For Reading Continue reading Just Dandy
~Poetry~ Too Little too lateA flood will not save charred woodsJust ash and mirror Thank You For Reading Continue reading Too Late
~Poetry~ I am other thanSo too are they, it must beI am the same too Thank You For Reading Continue reading Each And Other
~Poetry~ And there’s somebody homeThough they hide behind a maskThey indeed see out Thank You For Reading Continue reading The Lights Are On
~Snap Shot~ I opened the throttle wide. The old DRZ 400 dirt bike still had a healthy amount of yee-haw cowboy. It felt good to be riding again. The bike had been apart for six or seven years. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of riding a motorbike, the wind, the weather, and even the bugs in your teeth. Its magical. I pulled into the … Continue reading Tallest Hill
~Poetry~ Humanity has grown in fearMany millennia passed fightingOur very survival seemingly stakedUpon success of our strugglesTrials and tribulations servedInspiration for new technologiesAnd so too new problems madeThe serpent devours it’s own tailCyclical motion of spinning wheelsAround and around we goEach solution offers problems anewAll things though must concludeGrowth must always counter decayDeath we run from inevitably foundA life spent escaping rather than livingInspired by … Continue reading Inspired By Fear
Dust In The Mountain 