My thoughts and observations of what is and what should be
The Old Farmer (2014) The Old Farmer Too On a walk over a hill, alongside a green field, I saw the old farmer again just the other day. He didn’t look up as he walked, his mind worked the list of to-dos without a word to say. The tall strong farmer moves a bit slower now, hunched a bit, but powerful beyond appearance. Generations worked this land, and it always needs the work, just with Continue Reading...
In the depths of darkness in the silence of the night, you know exactly what you do. Yet the sobbing mass we see is only there to tug on the heartstrings of those invested in you. Continue Reading...
From the west, they gather but delay their approach until the right time of day Some see them coming while others notice too late and just try to run away. Continue Reading...
Maybe it's just me but for most of my life I never really stopped to think about heroes. I mean I had all kinds of sports heroes I guess, but I certainly didn't think of these people, athletes, or whomever as heroes. When I was young I enjoyed Saturday morning cartoons and the Super Friends, but that wasn't realistic to me. There were cowboys from TV shows and black and white movies that I wished Continue Reading...
Did you ever hurt so much that hurt just felt like it was a fixture, a part of every day? Did you ever hurt so bad, that the colors of life looked changed, like shades of grey? Continue Reading...
How is that the roads run to the places from where we come? But we see what we want and it differs from. Continue Reading...
Last night I awoke from a deep sleep with words spilling from what's left of the corners of my mind. I laid awake in bed for an hour or two and recited words to myself as I formulated thoughts. This morning I knew I would have some time to sit and put something together. And this, from the perspective of a young boy, with some twenty plus years of adult insight, is what I came up with. Continue Reading...
It has been brought to my attention recently that I am not a parent. Not a good parent, or a bad parent, just that I have not been counted as a parent at all. Continue Reading...
May, 2017 Lessen or Lesson: It’s been a year now, 12 whole months since a miraculous life here on earth expired. I remember the weeks leading to the day that we all knew would come sometime. There was so much support, many prayers and efforts, regardless of being tired. Amid the details though, it wasn't too difficult, a beautiful love, to find. Continue Reading...
It's been a year now, 12 whole months since a life here expired. I remember the weeks leading to the day that we all knew would come sometime. There was so much support, many prayers and efforts, regardless of being tired. Amid the details though, it wasn't too difficult, a beautiful love, to find. Continue Reading...