
This riotous life
A Cacophony of vim
Joyousness of youth
poetry, prose, and photography

This riotous life
A Cacophony of vim
Joyousness of youth
So much of life lost
Since we deny so much hope
Leaves starting to fall
As a youth
Athletic meant “jock”
Of which I did not align
Now things change
And I find myself
Within that fold
Strange changes
Of life
As I get older
Athletic has new meaning
It applies to me
This dream of my youth
Needing to be loved widely
This thing: “Popular“
Darkness settled well
All my neighbors are silent
Not many leaves fell
A challenge of mine
As with so many others
Launch my idea
I, for one, find it hard to actually take my ideas, my dreams live. The action of making it real has risk, the chance of failure. Lately, though, I’ve read so very much about the value of failure. I need to work at controlling those fears, ensuring I’m effective and moving forward with accomplishing my dreams.
Destiny and fate
Does coincidence exist?
Morning autumn fog
My response to the “Daily Prompt”.
Today’s is Coincidence.