Different Days
While I don’t often find the use of the word “better” to be appropriate (I use “different” in its place), I certainly find this song completely in line with my own experience. I remember the […]
While I don’t often find the use of the word “better” to be appropriate (I use “different” in its place), I certainly find this song completely in line with my own experience. I remember the […]
I wasn’t always this way, but the last portion of my life has involved tree hugging. Lots of tree hugging. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hug a tree as often as I’d like. In […]
There, the artist in me can sing his hallowed song while the man in me curses the blisters born upon his feet. There I can feel a hand on my back and a rhythm in each and every footfall.
When I closed my eyes I could feel her bare breasts pressing firmly on my chest as my fingers worked magic through her hair, our tongues wrestling in the glow of a moon in full […]
That is love. Unreasonable, unconventional. Painfully beautiful. Like the mud puddle your parents told you not to play in, simply roll around in that stuff. Get dirty…
I just reviewed what I had wished for in 2014. At first, I chuckled at the things I had scribbled down late last year. I looked at the rather short list and snorted in an all-too-familiar […]
Words alone won’t do them justice; such words have never been invented. They don’t exist, yet I need you to hear them.
It is time, I say to you, to have our own flowers bloom and our own fields tilled by plows much better suited for the task.
I’m waiting for the one I already know, patiently and impatiently at the same time. I want you to hurry but at your own pace, I want you to arrive but not before you are ready.