My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Windows to the soul Glass warped, contorted Eyes deceive Fun House mirror misshapen Panes cracked, grimy with shame Truth twisted, unrecognizable Looking deep within Murky shadows emerge Secrets lurk behind broken sashes Dark glass mysterious Explore beyond what you see Delve into the unfathomable
Men often become what they believe themselves to be. If I believe I cannot do something, it makes me incapable of doing it. But when I believe I can, then I acquire the ability to do it even if I didn't have it in the beginning.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi The time has come to not … Continue reading Beginning
Adrift in on the wide-open sea, I am trapped inside my own prison. Unable to enjoy the world outside, I hide in a cage built of self-doubt. Abandoned on a lonely beach, The vultures pick my bones.
Sunsets and sunrises at the beach can be stunning. The expansive vista, unencumbered by obstruction, goes on forever. It's like being able to see to the end of the world. I've been witness to some spectacular displays of color. Ethereal paintings of such magnitude that I am dwarfed by the enormity, and at the same time, … Continue reading On a grand scale
Finally, after meager years lost in the wilderness, Willys and his family escape the pinewood jungle. Squinting against dazzling sunlight, they face an unfamiliar and frightening world. Turning ‘round, they return to Shangri-La. NaBloPoMo 30/30
Neap tides and a vacant beach leave the shore smooth and flawless. There are no creatures lingering to mar pristine sands, only the wash of seawater receding back to the ocean. A tidal pool, its brine emptied by a searing sun, reveals a bas-relief of bygone waves. Embossed by motion and power, crystalline quartz shimmers … Continue reading Bas relief
Thin spiral notebook 