the albatross
I’m not sure where this poem came from or exactly what it means, but it emerged and took flight as a result of a prompt in a writing workshop. So…
empty pages
Awwww, go on then, read the poem…
never on sunday or any other day of the week
“Do you believe in God?” He asked. “No,” I replied without thinking. Later, I reconsidered. I feel the existence of some form of higher power, spirit, universal energy/power/force. It’…
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deal yourself a new hand
One night I found myself in tears wishing I were somewhere other than where I was. The next morning I dragged my spirit out of a ditch and told myself…
the shape of things to come
A poem about life’s potential and living it.