So, I’m seeking out
An inspired, joy filled life
Vibrant energy
I hope this new start, into a new week, comes filled with promise.
poetry, prose, and photography






My home was once there
The outward shape is still there
And yet, it’s transformed
Walking these old streets
Visions of dirty concrete
Echoes of our past
Grime and poverty
Once marked these streets with their truth
Now airbrushed away
Walking with dear friends
Explorations of this past
Amongst my future
A new day begins
Full of opportunity
Don’t let your fears win
Ponder my future
Possibilities and fears
Present at sunset
My soul resisting
This awakening, needed
Longing for sleep’s grace