Hi! I'm glad you're here. I've been writing creatively for over 25 years. I've decided to start archiving them here on WordPress.
You sat by my side on the back porch Looking out over the courtyard Talking about anything and everything What are the odds of something like this See how quickly life transitions Lightning sometimes strikes before you're ready Here's who I think you are Whether or not you've always been The sun sets slowly behind … Continue reading Lightning Strikes
There is something special about sharing your deepest secrets with each other There is something hilarious about burping and laughing together There is something comfortable about cuddling up against each other There is something familiar in having a unique conversation together There is something amazing about discovering you like similar things nobody else knows about … Continue reading There Is Something…
The sun beat down upon the cement And finally dipped below the trees I'm still trying to figure out what it meant I'm still trying to break free My mind then begins to wander Like it always has, always does Maybe someday I'll find the answers To whatever is, whatever was Just when I get … Continue reading Vapor
Standing on the corner Echoing what you've been told The power's in the weakness And it's starting to unfold Listen for the distance Silence ringing through Tentacles of darkness Reaching out for you Something in the shadows Whispers Something around the corner Calling your name Cursed path lying before you Charted before you were born … Continue reading Making Friends With Shadows
Snuggling with the vultures Who ignore my pleas Believing it's a pleasure When they're full of fleas Oh yeah they'll protect you Lull your mind to ease Flying with the vampires 'Cause I'm born to please Go way down, way down I got a group, makes me feel wanted I got a lot of friends … Continue reading Ingroup
A tribute of gratitude to Murphy, a lovely kitty who lived from 10 July 2002 until 26 March 2018 @ 18.35
Written months ago about various online conflicts from months ago; lost in a computer crash, reconstructed for my records 🙂
The candles are all mine... I light them one by one...
An outwardly-laid-back (but inwardly-turmoiled) depiction of how I feel in large groups or at social gatherings, as seen through my Asperger's / autistic filter. I act, mask, self-critique, edit, analyze, and agonize, all at the same time.