I rose above the clouds in an instance of triumph, basking in the sound of pure honor and majesty. It all surrounded me in one moment of glory. Wings made of light and wind emerged from my back, setting me free, and my eyes saw the world below. I could see everything. It would have been perfect if not for the next instant I was pricked by the needle of fate and banished to the depths of hell to live out a lonely immortali...
The droning sound of my alarm clock shattered the peacefulness of my dreams, and I groggily hit the off button and then proceeded to stretch, stifling a yawn. The dim glow of the alarm clock read 6:00AM, and the sun had yet to rise. There was a lovely pink that colored the sky from my open bedroom window and a small draft of air carried my white curtains from their rest at the frame. It was 6:15AM before I managed to roll...
The golden years are far from done But the blackness has set in And someone who once thought they had it won Is now immersed in sin. Black kohl lines lids of steel Silver shadow adorns one bloody eye Slate grey breaths turn Fate’s infamous wheel She used to ride so high. A shaking finger reaches out towards seemingly oppressive light A whisper, a breath, these are all things of mind They have no power here, where the body...
Ursa Major (cont')7 The enormous gantry of halogen arc lights turned night into day as they splashed their hot, humming radiance across the deck of the rig. High above the platform a gas flare burned relentlessly into the oil-black sky. During the night a regular flotsam of charred and stricken birds fell from this huge flame into the catch net below like moths scorched by a candle. The gas flare was an irresistible magne...
The gates of life have opened up for me Slowly I step and ponder what comes If I were to leave, what lies beyond? Many times I would wait until sunset Just to see if they were left ajar Sitting very still I dare not move Most certain I would not get far This place has come to agree with me As I seem part of the majestic scenery Within these walls I cry and laugh Trying to bring past memories back The Sun still shines yet...
I haven’t seen the bear since that night last spring when he came to the feeders by the window where I write and we saw each other and stopped what we were doing to see each others eyes--he looking in, me looking out. At first, he was standing looking down at me as I looked up and then he went to the window closer to the sill and I moved my face towards him and saw the white marks on his snout and don’t know what he saw o...
July 8th, 2010Dear Diary, Today is another beautiful, sunny, summer day. Not too hot, not too cold. It seems as though everyone and their mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, cousins, sisters, brothers and grandparents are out for a stroll through town. The streets are flooded with crying kids, dropping ice cream cones, or whining about leaving the park. There are mothers pushing baby carriages through shaded pathways lined w...
A fire burning deep under my skinA siren blaring in my brainThis is the fate I liveHolding on through all the noiseRipping through all the painThis is the fate I liveWatching all the happy peopleKnowing I can't connectThis is the fate I liveGetting closer to those nearBeginning to trust what they sayThis is the fate I liveTrusting against my better judgmentFooling myself all the whileThis is the fate I liveBeing pushed aw...
