All poems used in published works retired to restricted listing. All works have been stored as they were prior, errors and all.
One day the sky bled. That was all it took. It dripped into her turned up eye. Contaminated by a higher purpose. Driven by a freedom that was never hers. The dull gossip over glasses of red wine no longer enough. Possessed by a life so much bigger than her own. She became more than herself that day. That day that the sky bled.
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It drives me mad, you know? The way that the light flickers in the office. But then again, this house has always been mad in itself. Too full or too empty of what the heart needs. Always drought or flood. How is one even expected to breathe in that type of environment? The ceiling light was part of a fan unit with four bulbs. So often do they randomly dim to quickly go back to full strength. Never with specific timing or rate. There are days where it barely occurs and others where it barely seems to have a break.…
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I spy my favorite thing. No, I don’t see it just yet. I always seem to lose it or it morphs into something else. Lost among the lids of my best tea set or in between the chocolate chips at the ice cream shop. Sometimes large enough to decorate castle walls and other times microscopically cute. Hidden by the color of life like grandma’s jar of buttons. It is difficult to know what you will end up with until the very end. So I will happily keep playing the game. Until I can say “I spy my favorite thing”.
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I owe everyone an explanation for my abrupt take off and infrequent posting. I have felt off and fatigued for months. Barely able to concentrate on a focused task. All of it culminated in a sudden ER trip very recently. My oxygen levels dropped to 89% and blood pressure went sky high. While I was…
It is time to meet the accumulation of my work over the last year. Meet “Fragments of a Dreaming Mind”, a collection of edited poetry organized into book form. A little under 300 of my creative writing pieces with many of which will be familiar to the people that read here often. My usual themes…
The final lap for publishing my first book of poetry is here! I just have to handle the final illustrations and cover art. The manuscript is fully done. A collection of some of my best work over the last year edited, improved and structured for better clarity. Illustration is expensive so I have started a…
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Disabled Dreamer 