Midnight Halls

All night long, I walk the vast halls of worry, that deep circular labyrinth within my mind. This is my vain, desperate attempt to find a way to prevent more pain. The thoughts kept at bay during the busyness of daylight, band together against me at midnight. Each breach of faith brings a surge of … More Midnight Halls

The Recluse (Part VIII)

Silence in isolation is morbidly obese and Estelle feeling overwhelmed and breathless under the pressure grabs Caravana and heads straight to bed. Institutionalized thinking she developed during the long sentence endured in her personal prison drives her to seek out the only escape she can easily access, sleep. Her dreams are usually much livelier, interesting, … More The Recluse (Part VIII)

How Great The Fall

I’m sitting on the smoldering edges of a broken promise; Watching the institutions of a nation begin to crumble. Loved by some, hated by others,                        Relied upon, taken for granted; Rome is ignited; but it isn’t buildings that burn… A dense smoke is rising, singed in desperation! The slow burn of anger held inside… Like … More How Great The Fall

The Door to Joy

Near the end of a harshly-cold, long, black night, when the explosion comes and personal worlds come crashing down. Everything known shattered and scattered lying on hard-packed ground. These moments are Death but the victims are left breathing to suffer the carnage. Wait for the morning light! Every ray that glints from each broken shard … More The Door to Joy

In This Sober Moment

When tragedy does a home invasion; When calamity’s thugs beat down your door! When the threat out there bursts into your safe haven; When first fear and then anger rise. There’s no time to think but only react and defend. This moment is the force which reveals exactly, who you are. After this trauma event … More In This Sober Moment