I Express Myself Through Writing Stories of Experiences

That's a phrase he says to me a lot. He told me that when word spread through the office that we had an irate client that he knew I had to go see since I am a frontline manager, he would hover around to make sure I was ok. I gotcha...

Oh gawd how tiring it becomes, having to always wield this big stick. Perhaps it's time to pack a big gun instead! :D

I look out of  the window,                                                                                                   I see the sun setting...

What pulls people apart, is the same unexplainable wave that brings them together in the first place.We don't fight the surge in the beginning, we frolick in the warm feeling, break down walls holding back the tides of joy.We enjoy the...

The fears refuse to cease, in your memories I hideI chant the hymns you taught me, and sail by eventideThe moonlit night beckons, but warm love springs from the earthSo, it's a rest under the trees, like a seed into rebirthThose soft...

Sometimes there are magic moments when fighting a wild land fire out in the dark hills and mountains. You can be standing on top of a ridge by your brush engine with no illumination but the moon, the stars and maybe the headlights on...

Walk through your jungle, carry your disgust and anger, enter my paradise, a waterfall smacks up against the rocks, creeks cascade around my island your welcomed in, cross the shallow water, lilies bloom in all colors on your arrival...

The truth is that I miss you…Like Jordin Sparks sang…there really was no parade. On that day when you left…when everything crumbled into pieces and the little dream of us I had crashed and burned. I envy you having all that...

The window exhibits an access point.

Though the rain is coming,
The poinsettias thimble

Against the malt backdrop and stand firm.

Nighttime is my cherished gift, it's meter long presence;

An oak mask for the weary.

I lie...

Why is it that some people have to be confronted with death before they enjoy life? It's like a circus performer who has to get hit in the face with a pie before they enjoy being a clown. I've recently moved in with my brother in a nice...

Strange creatures were crawling on the frescoed walls. Silhouettes of lady lovers were swaying as if to grab the world they all knew and men, well-known, charming and gallant had come in through that open window without a word. This was...

The rain lashed the windows, and the sound of their striking on the pebbles was very frightening. Mrs. Chatterley thrust a mug of beer before her husband. She put it down so harshly that a few bubbles fell down on the cold, wooden table...

God/universe/mother earth: I ask one thing of you. Can you let him be ok and this be nothing serious? See here's the deal....we have a future planned. We both made rudimentary drawings of our future house. We have talked about the place...

The more I think about the quote, the more I identify with it. Although I have never even finished any of my stories because perfectionism leads to prognastination and eventually I give up on it and drop the whole idea and then it...

Our behavior is not only influenced by how we grew up but by wherever we set foot outside our homes.When we are born the only thing we come with is our instinct of self-preservation and basic wants/needs (food, water, clothes, shelter...

I didn't think I could do it...come back to "our" place. But I had to today. It's not the same without you. If I had known Tuesday would be our last lunch I would have savored it more....made it last longer held on harder. There are 3...

The ocean, fills me with awe and devotion.
Something tugged me to midnight blue spangle,
shattering me like crashing waves.
A light, dimly glowing, drew me in.
Never more will I see it again,
a time when I was so blue.
R.E.M...

I express myself through writing but i'm not very good at stories or poems. but that's ok because I don't really do it for others to read. I have TONS of journals that I've been keeping since I was a little kid. they're full of short...

I sat in my man cave in the corner of my basement, the door was locked and I discussed my plan with my cat. I drank cheap tawny port and went over the details like two partners working a case.
I should be ashamed of myself, for not...

my body swings
fly my wings
my feet now sore
by running ashore
a spark lightens
my eyes brighten
to make it real, though mean
than a mere shattering dream

like hanging in twilight
waiting for thee
unsure wt to demand
dark...