Winds of Change

There are smallish moments,
When our lives seem to exhale…

Nameless

What if no one would ever know,
What evil would eager tempt,
What good would go undone…

The Mist

Is it cloud that falls so gently
When mountain top is kissed
Or does it rise from the valley
This cold and haunting mist

If I Sleep

Or lilting words from thoughts unkept,
That speak my name with loving breath…

Dawn of Discovery

It is something else,
Something more elusive,
Than an unremembered dream…

No Crystal Ball

We cannot see all the road,
Only to the horizon…

Details

So, money in hand, I set off to fulfill my long-held dream.

Winds of Change

There are smallish moments,
When our lives seem to exhale…

Nameless

What if no one would ever know,
What evil would eager tempt,
What good would go undone…

The Mist

Is it cloud that falls so gently
When mountain top is kissed
Or does it rise from the valley
This cold and haunting mist

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

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

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author, Veteran

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Perception

A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author

saania2806.wordpress.com/

Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!