I Write On A Bridge To Nowhere

The wizard didn’t say a word and did not stop walking towards the patio where James and Shiloh were coiled up and ready to pounce. James was about to pull the trigger of his gun when; his gun turned into a cup of hot cocoa and...

...everyone else is already taken." Oscar Wilde

It is a high challenge only a precious few have afforded me. The people who have touched my heart the most have been encouragers of self. I find it difficult, and others often think...

I was reading an old post by Jimmyrudyjump, a confession really, about Time and it got me to thinking about time. I have serious issues with time both as a definer of schedule and as a hard reality in the movement of life. I have...

the pavement pounds under her feet as she walks throughthe light dancing around her... pink - orange - greenlooking up - the blue shifts back and forth to green amd then whitethinking of walls and floors...  cars and tablespeople...

There are offerings I have been given by those with whom I have shared love

and some gifts I gave away which have been returned

still I hold my hand open- no longer to grasp or let go

There are other people's gifts they refused...

...The warm salt air passes by my face.  The sun is warm, the sand is soft, the beverage is cold. Happy people pass by me, I feel their happiness fill me up.  I am smiling as the surf waltzes over my feet. I am hearing the seagulls...

Done staring at the foam,

Done pouring my poison,

Done believing grief is ever over,

Done arguing with ones I will always love,

I am ready to dive off the bridge

and swim again,

mother again,

work again,

play again

pray again...

Some are friends, some are enemies, and all are human. Some can see things others can’t, some wish they never saw beneath the surface.  Some think they know, others know they know nothing.  Silence is often times the best message...

Today is my birthfather's birthday. I will go visit his grave - where I know he isn't - and leave flowers I know he would prefer I didn't. He was an incredible man. He was an artist, an advertising agent by trade, and a great father. He...

Bridges are not the only way to get past a body of water. So if you are a bridge burner keep in mind there are swimmers, rafts, boats, & airplanes. Sometimes a person just waving from the other side can still be seen through the smoke.

In the midst on the bridge I sit

my feet dangling over the frothy edge

somewhere - everywhere there are boxes to open

and grief and forgiveness to be dealt with

Somehow a bottle looks more attractive

I sit alone after decades...

When everything is spinning around meand all my strongholds are bending or breaking...I wonder:What's This Life For - Creed Hurray for a childThat makes it throughIf there's any wayBecause the answer lies in youThey're laid to...

…James and Shy were sitting on the deck of a yacht sipping cocktails and watching the sun go down over the ocean. James wore only his swim trunks and Shy was in a black bikini; the warm salt air gently cooled their sun warmed bodies...

Reality is just the bubble we choose to exist in at the moment

In stunned silence, James and Shiloh watched "The Wizard" walk away and fade out of sight as he reached the tree line. Shy picked up a cigarette which James lit for her. Then they both silently contemplated having met one of the men...

I had the past come forward to the present today. Many years ago I did something for someone without telling them the real purpose of why I did what I did.  I know, that sentence may be hard for some to follow ~smile.  I won’t go...