A random thought on life’s realities.

Before Dawn’s rays ignite/The harsh cold stark streets/That is the beggar’s plight/Where the Devil meets/The God you refuse to know…

A depiction of teenage insomnia.

A dark poem about the end of humanity.

Personal experience,I guess.

There is a dead birch in the backyard that I’ve been meaning to get rid of for the last two summers. This was the year and I was about ready to do it when I heard a wren, looked up and noticed she had a nest in a hole in the tree ~ sigh, next year maybe or perhaps in the fall?!

Two chapters of a haunting couple.

Living in despair and not knowing what to do.

Desolation and nightmares.

Feelings of a soul wasted.