This poem is about the rocky paths we take and being able to overcome the hard times that often try to break and keep us down.

No matter how we wanted there are really things which can never be ours and we have to accept that fact. Some people will just stay in our heart but not in our life, but both stay in parallel lines for life.

If souls could talk what would they say to encourage us in our lives?

Second in the triplet poem, "Body, Mind and Spirit;" the mind.

Road Trip Haikus: Sound Travels in Waves. Spaced out experimental haiku and poetry for the curious mind.

I accidentally got the idea for this poem while reading a blog about writers block being a myth.

Some people seem to be pure poison.

No news travels faster than bad news.

Some thoughts about Valentina.

When bad news gets out, you want to be the one to get there first.