My journal of big words and pretty pictures
In between what is real and what is a dream That altered state of possibilities and actualities Mind the gap Do not get swept away in the deluge Nor blinded by the flood lights Mind the gap Keep moving forward, upward Don’t stop, don’t turn back Mind the gap When all seems lost, And Peace … Continue reading Mind the gap
Marble guardians Fair of face, beauty and grace Villainy beware Gargoyles, familiar creatures perched on the eaves of Gothic architecture, are not the evil demons many believe them to be. They are guardians, mystic guard dogs warding off malevolence and bad spirits. Their stoney countenance all the better to strike fear into the black hearts … Continue reading Guard dogs
More from the Dinner Party An excited murmur swept through the room. George Vernon remained unmoving at the head of the room, trying to stare down their host, Augustine Stiles. House staff moved among the crowd passing out heavy parchment notecards and Meisterstück pens. Stiles’ concierge, Jasper, stood slightly behind his employer’s chair, an empty … Continue reading If wishes were caterpillars
More of Andrew's story... A handful of breadcrumbs cast in the air brought a screech of gulls swooping down on the jetty. The birds always congregated on the narrow finger of shells and sand that jutted out into the bay feasting on mussels and tiny hermit crabs, and scraps from tourists and fishermen. Nori zipped … Continue reading Wayward gulls
Caffe, as is life Dark, rich, full-bodied Both bitter and sweet It is all you add to it That makes it satisfying I am a regular tea drinker. While that is my preferred method of caffeine intake, I’ve become more of a coffee connoisseur over the past few years. Because I’m not a daily coffee drinker, … Continue reading Stop and smell the coffee
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding." ~ Kahil Gibran We’ve all heard that old saying, “what does not kill me, makes me stronger.” I do believe that. So much so that I had it permanently inked on my body. Still, there are days when I want to find the … Continue reading Cracked
Thin spiral notebook 