SECOND FLOOR

A guitar with a sad sound creates a shadow with a soul a spirit song blending within the air in a room on the second floor overlooking traffic where the usual stick figures battle below within the stream of unremembered faces lacking interest yet directing themselves forward to the store or the corner some returning … More SECOND FLOOR

THE PRICE WE PAY

THE PRICE WE PAY     Anger and love broken shells parts scattered on life’s shoreline and deep waters hidden in clouds rolled out of storms under still waters suspended out of reach praying for balance understanding alone sometimes touching but not really touching the violence of gravity the weight of words unspoken destiny the … More THE PRICE WE PAY

END AROUND

I felt the water clock hold sentence over me.  Dribbling out good, bad, indifference and sincerity.   Its pendulum was silent, though refreshing me with reminders like a mirror reflecting the truth.   Every experience has weight; the winning, losing, success and luck.   We balance them until it tips. The results are unspoken for. … More END AROUND