My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Clouds pass and disperse Light through yonder window breaks What's happened to me Line 1. "Elm," Sylvia Plath Line 2. "Romeo and Juliet," William Shakespeare Line 3. "The Metamorphosis," Franz Kafka Cento – a form of poetry created from bits and pieces of other poems, song lyrics, literary passages, and the like….
I have seen many storms in my life. Most storms have caught me by surprise, so I had to learn very quickly to look further and understand that I am not capable of controlling the weather, to exercise the art of patience and to respect the fury of nature. Paulo Coelho
This Sunday, in the U.S and Canada, Daylight Saving Time begins at 2 a.m. That means instead of sunset coming at 6 o’clock in the evening, it’ll come at 7. I like that. The downside is that to have that bit more light, means giving up an hour of my day. With night falling so … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Change
Sometimes you get a second chance. You fight your way out of the darkness, Wrestling rumbling doubts, raven fears Sorrow unrelenting that rips, and tears And strips apart All reason and sanity. Emerging through a glimmer of hope Into the dawning light, a whisper of Possibilities stirring the fragile silence. As surely as night gives … Continue reading Second chance
Jane got her apostrophe today. Or, I should say Jan’e got her apostrophe. The whole town came out for her renaming ceremony. Turned it into a bourgeoise spectacle of avarice and ego. If her parents had their way, the diacritical would have been interpolated two places and not just the customary one. Instead of the … Continue reading Freak show
She was going home. College and grown-up life had kept her away for more than seven years. She called her parents every Sunday, and stayed in contact with a few high school friends who never moved away, but it wasn't the same. She missed the late nights cruising main street with her girls, Friday home … Continue reading Hometown girl
Thin spiral notebook 