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  • At What Cost

    When does society step in a personal plea to live our lives within a desire to be free. We all feel this burden one day to the next depends upon the stairs ahead and whether we climb in context. We all suspend our actions when faced with a confusion how possible is traction when lost…

  • Two Lives Matter

    We have all seen them by now the news is rampant with sensation they know how to trigger our emotions suggest how we ought to feel.

  • When A Child Dreams

    I would dream summers running through hemlock brush scratches naked calves the moment, lost in its mystique   When we were kids we were ushered out of the house play until you drop play until you drop   We didn’t mind being ushered out we were in our element children of summer   When I…

  • When ‘Giving Thanks’ Struggles

    I am experiencing an internalized state of mind this Thanksgiving. I’ve been looking at this page for an hour or so trying to figure out how to begin my annual Thanksgiving message for my blog. Occasionally the message rings strong and I publish it further, but today, in my head, deep in my head, I’m…

  • When Once We Stood Together

    Today I remember then, only when I cannot quite comprehend. I know it was with intrigue I wondered about time, was this perhaps the proper sign. I would look to wonder each new design a telling of a simple future. Seems we all have a memory whereby we might all recall sweet passion was most…

  • I Have These Moments …

    I forget, I react, I overload, Symptomatic of a torn life I suppose.   A lot of years ago I wouldn’t imagine, The powerful grip this past might hold.   I’ve taught the voices of the future, Passed on wisdoms and second nature.   Though I suppose from the glass you see, I’m a regular…

  • In My Comfort Zone

    It is where I am every day, my comfort zone, I give a glimpse into the world I see, every hour of my day, until the sun does set, hues change, sky becomes a darkness outside I cannot see as readily.   Until the morning comes, then in rain or sunshine, the view the same,…

  • A Prayer For Meaning

      Today the battle won for the many, those lives that fill our hearts with meaning, the memories of laughter, filled the room, when so many others were left alone.   Today, we do recall our brothers and sisters, whose names we all know always forever, the lives of strong, courageous beings, went before our…

  • Race Dialogue Matters

    Hear that, disparaging commentary, confront it today, walk away tomorrow, tonight, every day we hear something, close eyes, and imagine a beautiful sunrise, anything to move me, my mind, my attitude, my conscience, elsewhere. If we don’t talk about it, maybe it doesn’t matter as much, well, as much as, in a manner of speaking,…

  • When I Was 17

    I remember not wanting to be around, afraid of my own shadow, playing anxiety games with my friends, see who could cover their shadow, who might understand the freedom the real world, the possibility that exists beyond our dreams. ~ I remember sleepless nights with an amphetamine, the coursing through my veins attitude, we could…

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