You do not seek to see behind my mask of timid refinement You do not see how I slink unseen into the background You cannot hear t...

What can be said that has not been uttered by thousands before me. I am no Rumi or Shakespeare or Shelley. I  trip over trite words ...

Your throne, dear sir, is not heavenly nor kind. Your tone will win you no souls. You sit, so blind, at your father's right hand, b...

Inspired, perhaps, by Earth Day and watching "Howl" last night. We left the compass at home, forgotten in some drawer full of...

He thought I would come to my senses after I'd missed him awhile as if distance could make my bruised soul fonder of the late nigh...

There are nights when he cuddles in to feel her body close, a warm apology for all he has failed to do today. There are times when ...

Myworld ends every single night I close my eyes and die to a world no more real than the one in my dreams April PAD #14 - D...

We climbed the mountain for the journey to the top. We sailed the ocean to feel the wind and salt air. We left the compass at home. ...

There is no difference between the unlucky ones and those who are fortunate. We all get what we want deep down. We decide our own bles...

It's not hard to find a shady spot in the center of downtown. The world is dark with the gloom of commerce and concrete, buildings f...