#remembering

But your words are carved in my memory It’s not as if I had a choice My friend from the past century I never heard your voice … Poems for the hearts of your lost ones A craft to hide away the tears Who did you become this lifetime The summation of these passed years…

Personal Log 0921.122822 Its early, I am at work, no traffic so its quiet and I am sitting here, in my head, wondering around. Which is not always a good thing. But you take that mixed with Paul Cardell radio on Pandora it will make you think and wonder, at least for me it does.…

When I was younger, my mother always joked that I would watch too many horror movies because I was always paranoid there were ghosts in the house. A creak of the stairs, gentle taps on the window. Now that I'm older, I realize that our house is just old and the nights are windy here,…