Friday Poetic Pondering

Passion’s Prize Through the ages, there’s been no end of paramours, Temptresses, seductresses, and lovers all, Many too many to mention, Granted each their individual moment in history, And noted…

Strange Planet

Am I the only one who knows love, perfected? In a land amongst strangers, I live, day to day. Small treacheries have left a dream in ruins. My heart scrambles to…

Friday Poetic Pondering…

In the waters of purity, I melted like salt Neither blasphemy, nor faith, nor conviction, nor doubt remained. In the center of my heart a star has appeared And all…

“Our lives are not our own …

“Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future” ~ David Mitchell