. How can I Keep the piecesOf this cracked maskTogether, withTied up hands?I feel the burningFissures lickingMy cheeks, andI understand…The end isComing,Though maybe notThat near.When the darknessShows, as it alwaysDoes,I fear….When will IFinally just giveUp and giveup trying?Sometimes I feelIt wouldn’tHurt allThat much Dying?I’ve always knownI wouldNever growReally old.Reality hitsHarder thanAnything I’veEver been told.But I…… Continue reading Broken mask…
. My own ground zero,Where adventures start and end… YUL, I love you so! . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Picture of the sign at the entrance of Montreal’s International airport. My migrating bird genes tickled, as…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
. The war in Ukraine has been going on for a year, now. How do you think it will end? For more Quickies, click here.
Already December 13th. Time flies so fast. I am already halfway through my lovely kalendarlys. Warming my fingers to the dancing flame, I realize what a great idea it was, to spend a little time each night, and do nothing else but watch the wax burn slowly…. It brings up all kinds of thoughts,…… Continue reading Looking back… Day 13.
My morning light thoughts cannot equal your nighttime dark ones caught we are, between dark and light between heaven and hell, As my day begins so ends yours My dream thoughts have faded into the light of the morning sun while you are still living the day just passed, still existing in the fading…… Continue reading Morning Light Thoughts….
Cyranny's Cove 