Beach Ophelia
The clouds lament in solitude and sea is sighing sorrow her footprints leading to the sea in souls of no tomorrow. Recalling what she wrote to him about his vile […]
The clouds lament in solitude and sea is sighing sorrow her footprints leading to the sea in souls of no tomorrow. Recalling what she wrote to him about his vile […]
My car broke down, between des Moines and heaven, there was hell upon a hill, your lonely house, I came at night for help. I came a stranger to your […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,