Written by Christopher Rupley and Hastywords This night feels so angry and uptight, with air almost too dense to breathe and the stars seem much more distant as I stand pondering my new reality The salty moisture in the air invades the pores of my flesh, taunting me, showing me simple yet consistent pain,…
Today I am truly excited and most honored to host my favorite poetess Nicole Marie from Words and Other Things. Today’s compassion story is honest, raw, emotional, and I should warn you a box of tissues might be handy to have. This post is sure to touch everyone’s heart. HE WOULDN’T ACCEPT MY COMPASSION…
Today I am very happy to have Arthur Browne from Pouring My Art Out as my guest blogger. Arthur is known for having a happy go lucky sense of humor and has built himself quite a large family of followers. He was one of my first bloggy friends and if I ever had the chance…
If you had asked me 3 years ago if I would ever risk meeting someone I had met over the internet I would have said, “are you mad?” How do you know who is on the other end of the screen? They could be psycho-vampire-killer-monster-zombies! But now? Now I would say I think I have…
I really truly love this poem and have re-read it a dozen times since Mel sent it to me. I am so happy to post it here for you today. In fact I was so inspired by the words that I broke my camera out and took pictures to accompany it. I hope you like…
WRITTEN BY BRITON “PUNK ROCK PAPA” UNDERWOOD Oh meandering and wandering and wondering what I’m supposed to be Clouded in my judgement but clearly seeing you Bending over backwards and jumping through these hoops Teach an old dog new tricks for that is what you do Piece of heart a piece of soul,…
I am so happy to be presenting today’s guest blogger. He is not only funny but I really love his attitude about life and family. I have a soft spot for present, loving, and silly fathers and I encourage you to check out his blog where you can follow his adventures in fatherhood. Please support…
Daily Promt : Life Line You’re on a long flight, and a palm reader sitting next to you insists she reads your palm. You hesitate, but agree. What does she tell you? She got off the plane to meet up with her husband who had to sit towards the front of the craft. “Hey beautiful!”…
I cut trap doors into your floors Sinister cracks hidden by daylight As I wait for you inside obscurity Waiting for you to mess up, give up Until you decide to let go, give in Come, And fall into my dark Come, And get infected by my night Let me confine you for a bit…
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 56,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 21 sold-out performances for that many…
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