The day before Valentine’s Day Christopher and Benjamin started this poem. Each new person added a few lines until a complete poem was created. I love it and I hope you do too. I am glad I got to participate and I am sorry it took me so long to post. 🙂 A Tangle of…
Written by Ras Munroe and Hastywords The land should be familiar but it is never the same. It is a foreign substance beneath my callused feet. It is a strange feeling seeking acceptance labelled outcast. Alone yet surrounded by people this is but an empty existence. The turmoil runs deep like pulsing veins of…
We were both working late again and normally I just yelled goodnight before I left. But not tonight. I was finally going to talk to this man I couldn’t stop thinking about.I made my way over to his office and peered around the door frame. Quietly I began,”I’m about to leave.” He doesn’t even look…
Today I would like to say thank you to everyone I have written with over the years. I smiled because I get to say “years.” Seriously though, the duets I have done have paved the way to a few really great friendships. I started doing duets a few YEARS ago when a blogger and I…
I am constantly in awe of Lizzi Rogers. She pours words out so eloquently and seemingly effortlessly. Say that five times really fast! Her words are never just words; they live, breathe, and jump up and touch you wherever you are reading them. I needed a post for today because another one fell through and…
My guest today is a wonderful lady with bright eyes and a beautiful smile…oh and crazy gorgeous big hair. I asked Rosemond to write a few thoughts on compassion for me this month and her words are a testament of how naturally kind her heart is. We hear the phrase fairly often in movies or…
When I began blogging a few years ago I believed it would be a solitary journey. I believed I would type some words on a screen, hit publish, and maybe feel content knowing the words might land someplace they were wanted and/or needed. I never really expected that I would end up having conversations with…
The word compassion is staring back at me, it’s searching me and I’m crumbling. I’ve known this day would arrive and I would have to pen something profound or deep but I can’t find anything even remotely meaningful inside my head. So I asked my heart instead… And my heart felt anger. Anger at the…
More and more men are taking up blogging as a means to release thoughts they are all too often bottling up. Please welcome my guest blogger today, Mr. Modigliani as he gives us a glimpse into a man’s inner life. I have come to know several men who are letting their more sensitive and passionate…
I asked Kimmie nearly a month ago to write for me and she asked if February 18th was still available. I only found out yesterday that February 18th is the anniversary of her mother’s death. I am so profoundly honored to have been given the opportunity to share her voice on this day. I admire…
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