Authoring fiction based on life experiences
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHcB-g3xV1g How I Feel The police leave a burden of questions and concerns I hadn’t imagined I would have when I woke up today. Before I breach the subject, however, Remy breaks the silence, “Did you know they store plutonium waste in kitty litter?” Not knowing what to say, I blink, “Rem, the police [...]
Hastening the life force eternal with every breath of clear crisp air that delves between the layers of soot and ash, we awaken to the rise of spirits, morale and kindredness eager to share the splendor of nature's bounty with tidings of happiness and hope for everything that is new and splendid. Draconian colors, woo [...]
When all the worlds are in turmoil. Boiling, roiling, consuming, smothering, isolating, confining, castaway, adrift. The silent calm from the depths, balances, invites, heals and barriers. The only safe place inside, bridges and renews. The only safe place is you.
Night fades, with it my friends Things I know, feelings I understand Stirring the unknown inside, of the unknown that surrounds. Tempting the light, the forbidden dawn Unable to subdue, unwilling to retreat The offering is unmistakably unseen, yet lingers and pursues. Bandied chasms depose fettered chains Dispelling the wrote from the sublime [...]
The Fountains of France Through the haze of memory He stands erect dominating La Place de la Concorde He is perfection. Strong yet docile, kind yet onerous There is no equal. The hordes honor him as they pass The crowned reverant, an inexplicable evolution Transcending the ages. Mired yet ephemeral, a mirror of [...]
Guardian of the path Every tree in every forest, plain, mountain or jungle is the apotheosis of the primordial spirit within. Some sleep peacefully, others are reminders that the world belongs to a higher form of existence. The ancient ones continually resonate with omnipresence that cannot be defined by the thought process of [...]
Faced with this bridge, spanning over a dead marsh leading to the sea. I panicked. It's not comfortable to be surrounded by so much death. Who's fault is this? How did this happen? Why didn't someone clean this up? Why do I feel so uncomfortable? These questions and my own fear of mortality challenged by [...]
For several years my muse was quiet. I knew I was secretly feeding her, but missed her just the same. Surrounded by the sublime beauty of the Costa Rican jungle and shore, I took simple pleasures in divining objects offered by the sea- Star fish as big as my head wandering out of tide pools [...]
