• STRINGS

    Almost done with another project. A cute little drop leaf table, sitting free by the side of the road. I really could not pass it up. I can drive by lots of abandoned furniture. Always taking up residence on the side of the road. Like the many homeless people that seem to be gathering in…


  • 365

    A year ago I started a journey, on WordPress. Got myself a site and set sail into this deep. I remember, that I did not even know what I was going to write about, but I knew it was going to be some deep stuff. DEEP stuff. Dark even. I was going to blow wide…


  • Curve

      I throw back the shroud of tapestries Thick stitched with barbarous thread, hanging heavy like the echo of your words. Almond shaped blue green orbs squint,  As the quick slant of light  c o l l i d e shifting my sleepy thoughts back into places meant for the living. I am like spring,uncurling from…


  • Distant Days

    Nov 2005 Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foriegn tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the…


  • She Contemplates

    An unknown number appeared on my phone. And of course I let it go to voicemail. With perked brow I hit the ‘listen to messages’ button with a tad bit of skepticism. On the other end was a nice sounding females voice. Calling to inform me that the people of WordPress cares about my blog,…