Ramblings of a Writer


~ If the end of the journey is unknown, how do you know where to start? Does it matter?

~ I try to write all of my thoughts onto paper, but I never seem to get it right. Is that wrong?

~ If you have a story tell it, you never know who might need to hear it most. That person could be you.

~ Ramble, write, erase, create, get frustrated; the end will justify the means.

~ If you stop pretending to be satisfied with what you’ve done; your hunger could take you to places you never thought you’d go.


The Streetlight

The streetlight has seen it all.

It has been there since the very start of it,

Yet it is forever sworn to secrecy.

Not real, unable to express itself in any way.

But what if?

What if?

If the chance was offered,

would you take it?

An opportunity to be like the light,

Never participating, always watching.

Would you learn from the secrets,

Or would you sell them out?

If you knew the truth,

Complete and total truth.

Should it be embraced,

or hidden