Ten Days

December 14, 2011 § Leave a comment

Ten days to prepare for a war that will never happen, a fight for something I gave away.





November 19, 2011 § Leave a comment

If I built a bridge, would you walk across it?

November 11, 2011 § Leave a comment



If I bound a book, would you help me write it?

If I drew a map, would you help me follow it?

If I painted a boat, would you help me sail it?

If I cast a net, would you help me bring it back in?

If I gave you my heart, would you keep it forever?

It’s Bad Enough As It Is:

November 6, 2011 § Leave a comment


October 31, 2011 § 1 Comment

I have a few things on my mind that I would like to point out; however, I think it may be more accurate to say one thing because that’s all I’m going to write about. It’s been rolling around in my mind for some time now.

It has to do with promise; not a pinky promise or saying you or someone will do something. What I mean is the hope of having something you’ve wanted or missed. I tried looking up the word ‘promise’ on dictionary.reference.com to give a clearer thought, but it was not there. Odd…I wonder.

As usual, I am referring to a specific incident. I missed someone greatly (and still do, but you have to read on to know why) so I did something about it. I was very pleased with the response and the promise that came with it. This relieved, pleasant feeling only lasted briefly. You know there are people in your life that understand things better than others simply due to time spent together, frames of reference, you get my drift, and this is one of those people for me. I know this person would most clearly understand what I needed to talk about and share. Suddenly, because of lack of trust, I was told that due to outside forces the friendship could not continue in order to avoid getting into trouble. Ouch.

No more promise of release, simply going to hold it in. The backwash seems to keep coming, going unnecessarily on and on. Sometimes I think G-d made clams and coke bottles so people could have a name for people like me. 


P.S. I miss you.






October 28, 2011 § 3 Comments

“Writing down your thoughts is both necessary and harmful. It leads to eccentricity, narcissism, preserves what should be let go. On the other hand, these notes intensify the inner life, which, left unexpressed, slips through your fingers. If only I could find a better kind of journal, humbler, one that would preserve the same thoughts, the same flesh of life, which is worth saving.” ~Anna Kamienska


Concrete Like the Ocean

October 16, 2011 § Leave a comment

I’m underwater and jumping off a cliff, come along? 

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