Of course I can write words better than I can speak. I love it. It voices my voice without even being voiced. You may read it one way and I may read it in a whole different way...
My Walk Alone----
This is a continuation of the story, or plays around the story of "New Year's Day Walk " (not currently posted) and it's sequel "Our Last Walk...
College Newspaper Journalist!!!
As a non traditional student on my colleges newspaper, word limits are a true big deal!
Learning to write the leads and the news article, editorial...
Requiem For A Friend
This is also a repost of a poem I did write and had posted in my blog in my old account. There is a story behind it but I'll keep it private. Rest assured...
Why Do You Come to Me--a repost
This is not a poem I wrote. Kinda wish I did. Well, except for a few lines I would have parsed differently. But this REALLY speaks to me--no idea...
“Words can look like poetry and still taste like poison”
I may have put this in the wrong place. It is what is. Wrong place maybe, not the story that is as old as creation its self.
I won't bore you with historic beginnings because it...