Ripples
Like a pebble tossed into a pond, thus the ripples have begun to move from the epicenter outward reaching ev’ry corner… Tanka Continue reading Ripples
Category: No Sleep Gwen
I miss you my friend (reblog)
I miss my friends, the words, as well… I miss when writing came easy, When words flowed from my veins, Falling into perfect lines, Flowing into flawless sounds. I miss when mind and body would meet, When I could write as fast as my thoughts, Pouring blues and reds to purple, Painting pictures using only … Continue reading I miss you my friend (reblog)
Flicker (reblog)
As if my marrow… Confusion in faint light Burns bright And I’m realizing I’m so lost… Trying to find Me. a.l.c — Read more on pouringtruth.wordpress.com/2019/08/20/flicker/ Continue reading Flicker (reblog)
It Was Almost The End…
The other day I started and actually almost finished a post saying farewell to WordPress. I have had a difficult time finding the words to say what I think and feel recently, that much has been obvious by my writing habits of late, but more than that, I was feeling unsafe and uncertain. I am … Continue reading It Was Almost The End…
What A Decade of Loss Taught Me
This is me 10 years ago. Yesterday was 2.5 years since that left foot was cut off along with that ankle and part of my calf. When I saw this picture, I cried an honest to goodness cry about it, too, for probably the first time ever. It was the kind where you could swear … Continue reading What A Decade of Loss Taught Me
“Don’t Quit” ~ John Greenleaf Whittier: Classics
We all have those times in life where struggles pile on top of struggles, bad on top of bad, setbacks on top of setbacks. When this happens, we oftentimes declare that we will never give up and never surrender yet there always comes a point where we feel that we can go on no longer. … Continue reading “Don’t Quit” ~ John Greenleaf Whittier: Classics
Stained Glass Window
Standing in the chill Of stone cold ruins Of something once beautiful Something once strong That now exists only in dreams And memories of times past Is a man It’s difficult to say When things began to crumble When the frescoes peeled away With drops from the leaky roof And when the contents of the … Continue reading Stained Glass Window
