Dusk sets upon our world the sun beams light the clouds reflections and red skies illuminate in flame the sky above A dragon breathes fire upon the misty clouds around it red colour lights the sky trails of cloud alight above the world a bright glow reflects the mountain the lake the world only moments in time the glow dims the dragon flies away as darkness grows the beauty ends and begins anew tomorrow will come the red sky will Read more…
Warm moisture surrounds me safe and secure in my little home I feel movement No I don’t want to leave i like it here I’m safe I’m warm I’m comfortable I’m moving? A cool breeze caresses my scalp Now my face openness Strange air and motion surround me Where am I No longer in my safe home I can’t see I don’t hear Strange smells waft through my nostrils It feels so long since I’ve been home I want to Read more…
April 5, 2020 Another Sunday, feels like there has been a lot of Sundays lately. Motivation comes in spurts, things to do, but its Sunday, and I want it to be a day of rest. Yet I feel like I have already rested enough these past few weeks. Motivation for a teenager is the ability to see her friend and go to Dairy Queen. Arriving at DQ we get in line at the drive-through. Walking through the drive-through is allowed Read more…
Into the cavernous hole I descend. Back at work producing energy, I’m home? Deeper into the earth I go. Grim faces sweat, strong arms work. Another day has begun. Suddenly from the depths, a rumble rushes forth. Overhead the earth sh ke a s I run nowhere to hide! The earth will soon entrap me. Hours have past, days maybe? Time a frozen entity. As consciousness returns Horror envelopes my mind I’m trapped Alone utterly Alone Rock and dust Read more…
Here I lie among many bodies, beaten and dying. We travel east into our ever nearing doom The wretched looks of despair, pervades this place. Our lifespan shrinks away like the receding plains of my distant home. Trapped in this living death, there’s no escape, no hope to taste freedom once again. The scent of freshness awakens my outer senses. A breath of air returns me to consciousness. Nazi soldiers enter our prison car disposing of the dead. Their blank Read more…
April 4, 2020 Another sleepless night comes to an end. I arise to meet the new day. A slug may have more motivation than I have this morning; it’s a combination of a mild hangover, a lack of sleep and a general lethargy that I am falling victim too. It has been three weeks of lockdown where we are supposed to STAY HOME. I had my fiftieth birthday to look forward too Now we’re in this world where we can’t Read more…
To Be Free There’s a star in the night There’s a life in that light And we all do our best to protect it. When the light comes down And You all leave the town The star there it stands all alone. In its dreams it remembers All the lost burning embers when it was the idol of a million. Oh, oh can’t you see Oh, oh can’t you see The star wants to go To be free Read more…
April 3, 2020 Fifty spins around the sun; still doesn’t feel quite real to me. Life to this point has treated me well; I have had my pain and my trepidation along the way. Like Joe Walsh says “Life’s been good to me so far.” Now is probably the most uncertain I have ever been in my adult life. I embark on a new chapter, one I find myself writing as I go along. Fifty years on planet earth and Read more…
April 2, 2020 Tough night last night; sleep was fleeting and short. Awaken to the same dilemma; motivate my kid and motivate myself. I go for the cup of Jo and sit down and try to work, focus escapes and I find myself emptying the junk drawer. A junk drawer is like opening a time capsule of the past. Concert tickets, coupons and various mystery keys surface, time to purge. Focus still escapes me and the drawer sits incomplete and Read more…
April 1, 2020 April fool’s day… I don’t feel foolish and I already know that this isn’t some kind of mass April fool’s joke. I decide coffee is far more important than any fool on T.V. . Upon opening the cupboard for the coffee I discover plates; who is messing with my coffee!? With further exploration I see someone has moved all the stuff in the cupboards around. I feel dismayed and angrily return the coffee to its proper place. Read more…