Dust
The crisp white paper is a stark contradiction to the stale words scribbled upon it pretending to be prose She sits for days and weeks at a..
Books
Resurrecting the Street: Overcoming the Greatest Operational Crisis in History by Jeff Ingber
“We were scrambling like crazy and focused on getting back downtown. I had my futures people sneak through the police lines. I..
Book Review: The 7% Solution by John H. Graves
You CAN Afford a Comfortable Retirement Author John H. Graves Review by Robin Hoselton This almost baby boomer immediately observed two..
Home
After the windstorm, And after the rain Out of the ground Came an empyreal hand That drew me a picture And wrote me a poem And touched my..
Me
Underneath my outside face is a face no one can see A lot less happy A lot less sure But a whole lot more like me Shelli Carlisle ©..
Question
Music man, poet man creator of song the words– your words rip away my shroud exposed for all to see. I cover myself with soiled cloth...
The Dream
Upon awakening I realize I am no longer in my sacred place. My body feels heavy. My heart aches. My mind is not clear. I feel tired, worn,..
I am Despair
i am despair i live in her soul i devour her spirit i leave her without hope i send her to the edge i stand her before the abyss i..
Rebirth
I see the hill where the red clay stands, the purple flower that grows from the rock, the..
Anguish
Anguish is my blight, it roots have taken hold, devouring my truth replacing my hope with unrelenting sorrow, loneliness, pain...