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Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?

How does one answer this age-old question?

“Have you chosen yet?” Warrick asked, curious as to his brother’s decision. “I have, yes,” answered Zarrack. “Yes, brother, but have you chosen wisely?” “That depends on your definition of wise, I suppose.” Zarrack paced pensively. He knew that his decision would not be a popular one, but he cared not what others thought. As the eldest, it was his choice to make, and if the other gods disagreed, well then, fuck them! On t...

To Cherish Life

Such a brilliant choice

Would it be an easy choice? She didn't ask. We have no right to tell her what to do. She does what she is strong enough to do. Such a brilliant choice. To live. To live and be with those who love her. Those who will always admire her. And this, in the end, is all that matters. She lives and is cherished. As she cherishes life. The loss of a part won't diminish her in the least. Cannot change the emotions felt by those who...

Don't touch without intentYour fingers graze my soulA scar's path in its wakeMy heart's not for rentOnly passion and zestWill I accept these daysArouse me with wordsRise above the restPieces of my heartI hold close and protectDarkness lurks deep insideNo more pulling apartAnother change to mendBroken wings time to healOur future not certainCertainly, not the endSin now yours to ownMine so long pastForgiveness resurrectedL...

I will never understand or heedthe voices bouncing aroundand ricochetting trying to leadDamaged connections and tissuewarp any sense I ever have of meSelf-worth not the only issueFighting with myself at nightWanting all and nothingI can never find the lightValue others see in mePerhaps they are blindAnd clearly, cannot seeI've just been castIn a life I never choseEach time worse than the lastLove surrounds me but noI esch...

My mind begins to wanderat the end of each long day;Into the realm of the unknownand the roads along the way; The many choices that I madeas I led my life;I'll always wonder what could have beenif I'd become your wife; The mysteries my decision brought,the things I'll never know;Because the mistake I madethe day I let you go. 

Crying in the night A warm breast Wailing wet and cold Bright colors fluttering above A painted ceiling chipped and cracked Hushed voices, muttering tones Slamming doors and epithets The smell of soap on your clothes Diapers and dirty knees Eyes raised to smiling faces Head bowed to escape scowls Meals served on plastic trays Cheerios on the floor The whisper of a cricket's breath The sting of a wasp Fireflies just out of...

Now We Walk

We all are just trying.

The path was clear The way well lit No surprises no unexpected twists The choices were clean Simply black and white I dutifully followed Stepped well within the lines Then came turns bends and bumps The choices got harder The way seemed lost I found myself muddling through I could not see the light I did not know what was right Every choice affects the next If only I knew what the future would hold But that would be too e...

I feel that happiness is perhaps not meant for meContented, stable, smiling, satisfied, maybe thoseIt's meaning lost, I search but still can not seeLost in my reverie, to decide and define or to loseHappiness, sold to us, bought both lock and keyTouching, tangible, it's price marked down each dayFork over my heart to its tag or forget and be freeAnswers I seek in friends, family, anyone who comes my wayAsking again, who h...

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Drip, Drip, Drop

This is and isn't what you think it's about

Drip, drip, drop, I hear it hit the floor and I cryAll love that was, existed now and before is goneDrip, drip, drop, faster it flows, I just let it goThe pain caused, unrelenting it continues onDrip, drip, drop, pooling, puddling, a circle it formsNo, I'm sorry, offered this time or shame felt insteadDrip, drip, drop, watching it run out, soon to be goneCan anyone fathom, the hurt, the break in my heartDrip, drip, drop,...

“How ya doing?” I say to the empty chair next to me, like I actually expect it to talk back. It won’t, of course – I know it won’t – but there’s something refreshingly simple about being able to talk to inanimate objects and know they’ll never talk back. You don’t really wait for a response because you know one’s never going to come. It’s a known, and I find myself liking knowns more than ever. There’s a saying – better t...

Reflection

Who would you be, if you knew you couldn't fail?

Gaze into the mirror, what do you see?Be honest, what gazes back at thee? Peer deep into those beautiful eyes.They tell a story not filled with lies. Every happening in your life.Every sadness, every strife. Behind them, your existence displays.Each bad, each happy, memory plays. Stare hard, choose the next path to take.The past is gone, your heart don't forsake. Choices, we all have the right to choose.No other soul can...

We all fear somethingBe it the past, love, or acceptanceThere comes a time thoughWhen you have to let goTake the chanceThrow caution to the windOr be conservativeWait for the other shoe to dropLet it control youOr you can take controlFind your balanceOnly you can control itFear is endless, unrelenting, mercilessBut can you face it?

Not My Fault

Chains can be broken

"Not guilty, Your Honor.I'm incapable of accepting love from another. Incapable of giving love to another.Incapable of being happy with myself.Incapable of showing others compassion.Incapable of making lasting friendships.Incapable of living in the present, constantly living in the past.Life taught me to be this way. It was done to me. I can do to them.Not my fault, never is.I was drunk.I was high.I can always find an exc...

Why Change?

We all resist change, preferring to blame someone else for our misery and wallow in self pity.

Why change anything in your life? Who cares about being happy? We just keep going around and around in circles Never getting anywhere Complaining and whining about how bad our lives are. Talking about how crappy things are Nobody gives us a chance. Life hands us all the same cards. Some of us play them quickly and carelessly Others hold on to them. Some play close to the vest, Patiently playing the game Waiting until the...

Losing Renegade

Making hard decions

** some may find to sad to read **We brought him home as a 6 month old puppy. Our only pet. We named him Renegade after a college mascot. ( funny how 13 years later my daughter attends that school!) He was the only for many years. Protecting us, loving us, inseparable. When he hit 9 years old we assumed his time was limited and got another pup, Duke. It took 3 solid months to get Renegade to accept the puppy but he did, a...