…and what we have made it into…

Escaping the monochromatic color town.

2/28/2012.

Rumors, assumptions, lies, that ravage the soul and turn the heart to ice; how do you deal with them, especially when it is directed at you or those you love? Gossip, the destructive tongue, it is more cutting than an icy blizzard wind. Read more…

Relections of endearment… to all our beautiful creatures, outdoors.
A dedication ~

This is a partially true story. To hide its identity some of the rooms may have been changed in the house. This is a poem about the first real snow this year (2012) and how I did not miss the winter snow blanket in front of my house at the darkest hours.

There’s a battle raging now,
And going on and on …..

One of the weirdest stories ever told.

Lost in a blizzard,black eye,foul words,love never was there,

A poem.