It has been a long time since I have written a poem. I go in spurts. I will write all the time, then run dry…
ShAtTeReD gLaSs, broken, worthless,meant for discard, Shards, ohhhhh the broken shards,unrecognizable, splintered shards. Prickly slivers graze and stab. Pain, ohhhhh the crazy, wicked pain,unbearable, unshakable…
Here’s a few more paintings I’ve finished in the past few days. I seem to be more into painting than writing at the moment. It…
Traveling, we took a left turn so to speak.Pot holes, bumps and sweeping S curves. We travel on through the back roads of Wills Point.…