My Mind

Sometimes I wander so deep into my mind, To reality, I go blind. When I am jolted out of my precious reverie, The real world is foreign to me. Colors, so bright. Sounds, bring fright. Sights, too vivid. Words, are rigid. My soul is so sensitive, it stings. My eyes are hurt by the tangible…Read more My Mind

The Things We Store Inside

Forgotten rhymes hide between the dusty attic rafters in my mind. Untold tales stare out through the stained glass windows in my eyes. Clouded thoughts drip their raindrops through the tin roof of my soul.  Unwanted memories are veiled by the dark curtains in the corners of my core. Fragile heart guarded safely by the…Read more The Things We Store Inside

Tender Moments

  On a crisp, late autumn morning, a mother and her son walk through the woods; soaking up the last drops of fall, before the chill of winter arrives.    While they walk, they listen to the fallen leaves crunch under their feet & the birds coo their last calls before flying south. The mother…Read more Tender Moments 

Watching The Crowd

I sit and watch a crowd, As the world spins by, fast & loud, I examine every person & think about how Each one lives a unique life, yet all of us share this moment of being right here, right now. Our stories, experiences, & memories are all unlike. I can't help but wonder what…Read more Watching The Crowd