Month: August 2018

But, for the grace of God…..

Alone today, I stand at the sink after coffee and toast. Through residual pushable pain and fringes of greyness, I’m drawn to the bubbling warmth, to the sheeting minor waterfalls, to the movements of my own hands and arms. I don’t know it right away, but I am smiling. For I have seen death, and […]



Originally posted on unevenstreetstudiosdotcom:
To me poetry is not able to be defined nor constrained. Any effort given in honesty is poetry, even if its intrinsic worth is questionable, due to the act of trying to create. Poetry, it has been said, is the distillation of human language, a concentration of emotion and meaning layered…


Questioning the Moon

Originally posted on chopkins2x3:
Peeking through the cloud cover Witnessing life on earth Earth’s faithful companion Orbiting through space Were you there, Sister Moon When life first formed? Did you watch as the first creature Crawled slowly from the sea? In your ever-lasting cycle, in your orbit around our world Did you witness the…