Look Hard

We are not what we were,
But we are what we teach…

The Fisherman

He had watched his father work the seas his whole life and wanted nothing more than to be a great fisherman in kind.

A Gifted World

The pens of writers that came before,
The lives that did not look like mine…

A Year of Ink

“The gift of words, holds within it every possibility. Boundless permutations of human thought, emotion, and expression. It is like the universe wrapped with a bow. And, how do you thank someone for that?”

First Fish

I woke with a yawn,
As it was just dawn,
No time for any breakfast.

Leadership

I know this is a rare earth kind of find. The leader we need for the world we live in today.

Learning From Mistakes

Beginning the concept of “learning from other’s mistakes” with the hopes of anyone avoiding a given risk or its consequences is unreasonable.

Post Script to ‘I Found My Line’

I put it simply to them, “with each day that goes by my simply writing it gets to be a little more “enough” and the desire to share it fades a little correspondingly”…

I Found My Line

That strength is never shown in the lack of action or compassion given with a lack of honest words.

The Journey

Tung Jin, the aging Taoist Master of a rural temple in the hills outside of Nanning, was beginning to feel the weight of the many years that had passed since his birth. Although his spirit was still strong, the day to day tasks in seeing to temple business and instructing his students were becoming more … Continue reading

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life