Sometimes prayers collide and miracles are born.
Personal Journal
iNSANiTY
Insanity is the sane mind surrendering to an insane world.
Bottled
trapped in a bottle
thrown out to sea
trapped in a bottle
my wishes are three
trapped in a bottle
that’s drunken me
trapped in a bottle
emotions stormy
trapped in a bottle
flashing brightly
trapped in a bottle
this vessel empty
Intentionally blank
We can’t really say anything about anything anymore without first washing it down to meaninglessness.
Enthus¡asm
Be the dot on the exclamation point of life!
Reeling
fifty hit me
a ton of bricks
insult to injury
for some body
still on the floor
under the anvil
of forty-nine
June — boom!
In Phoenix, summer is a heat bomb that explodes in late June.
Forever lit with the soul of another
Immediate grief is a falling to the knees, a bleeding of the heart, a blow to the soul. Ongoing grief is a getting up; a call to move on; a healing and strengthening; a melding of soul with sorrow, with loss, with life; a transforming of self to renewed being, rebuilt with the leavings of another.
Flustered
My heart beat so hard when I was near him, I feared he could hear my secret longing for him.
journal, age fourteen
Check it out
Knowledge lives at the library, and the nice people there always let us take some home.
Heart success
Heart pumps blood — and love, passion, hurt, joy, faith.
Eternally
New beginnings happen every day.
Boom box philosophies
Next time you’re mad, try dancing out your anger.