Outside my Window

Fall is coming, all that was lush and green will fall under death’s trance.

A temporary respite from the living. A momentary invitation to dance in death’s shadow.

Does nature get a chance to know what lies beyond? Is that why it fights so hard every spring?

If given the choice to know all, to have all the mysteries revealed I’d fight like hell.

No mysteries- No satisfaction.

I Was Wondering


I am back and I couldn’t be more excited. I didn’t get everything done that I wanted but it was productive.

Final round of hard copy editing done. Found one hundred more pages of material for my in progress memoir and I have more than one idea percolating for NaNoWriMo.

However, there was something missing over these last few weeks. I couldn’t figure it out at first but it was not updating this blog.

This quote sealed it for me. My everyday curiosity needs to be satisfied by the exploratory writing I do here and with the interaction I have with my followers.

By the way this is post 501… I can’ t believe it, here’s to 500 more ;-)

An Extended Hiatus

Hello Everyone,

As some of you might have noticed I haven’t been dedicated nearly as much or enough time to this blog over the last few weeks.

For that reason and because I have several larger projects (novels) to complete I am going to take an extended break. I will be away for approximately one month.

When I get back there will be a new layout, lots of fresh new material and I hope to make an announcement about self- publishing at least one of my novels.

As always I sincerely thank you for your support and hope to see you when I get back.


Stalk Your Target


Title Poetry 7.29.15 (5)

A Poem Can Be Found Anywhere If You Take The Time To Look:

The beautiful and the damned,

are on the road,

as Dharma Bums,

looking for the end,

in the garden of the beasts.

Several Lives


Rope Lights 

Sometimes even the light needs support.

Nothing more solid than an old tree firmly rooted along the riverbed.

It offers a platform, a blank canvas for the light to manipulate.

With each passing moment the sun sets further to the west allowing the light to come to the forefront.

Then and only then,

If and only if

you are willing.

The sparkle will show the unrepeatable contours of the bark.

Easily missed but it’s shelter allows for everything else.

Never underestimate the shell in nature, or

in you.

The Brown Bag Special

See What's For Lunch!

dont bite the hand that writes

Freestyle Poetic Musings

The Finicky Cynic

Sharp as a needle ~ Scathing as a razor blade ~ Welcome to my world.

Musing Life's Mysteries

Contemplations in the Enfleshed God


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