On the 14th day of Christmas..
My take on my current disposition. It happens to us all; some of us just decide to try again tomorrow
That beautiful kind of beauty; dimples with freckles and all Stands strong with a head in the clouds, but not too tall Sun kissed palms hiding bright bottomless eyes from the sky
I solemnly swear that when I write I am up to no good
Selection of the observant who crave being free
Phone use and driving exists. Laws against it exist. This is a dialog from a driving researcher on what these laws do, and don't do.
Through childhood memories of dragons and royalty Drowned in the ambiguity of human emotional loyalty
By now it's apart of your reputation There's no consultation prize for where we are Lonely people should have their own planet amongst the stars
A story about a lighthouse
I guess what I’m really saying is your heart is my home
All I am is poetry
An introductory look into a possible theory explaining the world around us.
Another day, walking through your own mind
And they listen
Without a need to move
When there's nothing else I could be. Sometimes I know I'm Dangerous
All of us had to begin somewhere
I guess that's just what happens when you have a clumsy soul
A Tribute to Zach Sobiech
Every year I like to end Valentines Day with a love poem.
Soft is the melody Sweet is the river Sharp is the thorn And we become the giver
But I promise you'll promise to love what's in store This Willow, our Willow, isn't just what it seems Our Willow is the door way to the entrance of our dreams
Even if you are not a musician, you more then likely listen to music. Music is everywhere. We champion it. We cry to it. We sing to it. We heal to it. The following is in regards to music education.
He passed by the cottage every now and then. Not knowing why, he thought it pretend. She watched him each time, a grin on her face. Slowly the darkness felt sort of out of place.
It was shiny and sleek, always deep in his pocket. He had it so long he forgot where he got it. But he knew about something, something he couldn't prove to be true.
Beginning, decisions, and taking a chance. A inquiry into the possibility that there is so much more left to find, and a way to begin looking.