Night regurgitates day in images that ride their REM waves, waves that slap the hard beach repetitively, incessantly, omnipresent in the fog of sleep and in the spaces between the incidental, accidental thoughts that drift by during timeouts in the day. Like now.
Endless road ahead
Moonlight summons old spirits
The Earth a cocoon
“After all, it is no more surprising to be born twice than it is to be born once.”–Voltaire, quoted by Philip Kapleau, p. 39, The Wheel of Death.
Basking in the Triumphs and Frustrations of a Disability
Kreativ text, annorlundaskap, dikter, bipolaritet, Aspergers syndrom, samhällsdebatt
News and Commentary
Poetry of a changing Earth. The grief is real--so is the hope.
Spouse trainer, motherhood survivalist, bread enthusiast... overall great person.
Take a few minutes to slow down and think about what's going on in your world...
"Traveling and Retired"
Poetry, stories and strange odds and ends from the desk of a writer
Bringing passionate genius to the foreground in Athens, GA -- 2013-2019
Seeking Dialogue to Inform, Enlighten, and/or Amuse You and Me
insanitybytes
Tigers not daughters
Building healthier and more meaningful connections to nature
Book Reviews, News, and Other Stuff
My writings of fiction, essay, poetry, observation & commentary
Poetry for Finding Meaning in the Madness
