Though not inspired
Only feeling weariness
Force myself to write
poetry, prose, and photography
Though not inspired
Only feeling weariness
Force myself to write
Though it’s not yet dawn
The neighbor’s dog is howling
Life in the suburbs
Another day begins
Accept my limitations
Find my strengths: excel!
I was going to write
But now I’m falling asleep
Yet I did write this

Oh, the internet!
I made a mistake today
Witnessed ugliness
Yeah, spent too much time this evening reading terrible news stories. Humanity’s ability for brutality stuns me beyond all sensibility.
I’ve found that I need to find the good when faced with this. Go create, seek out beauty and kindness.
So, here I am.

Gazing upon this
Such a cultural symbol
Moments of beauty
Love this photo by Mathieu Rivrin. Check out more of his work here.
Sitting here, pre-dawn
My mind frantic with work stuff
The night is quiet
I’m awake, my mind reeling with ideas. Sadly, but restful, peaceful ones. Rather, things I need to change, ideas i need to incorporate. In the morning calm, my brain is editing my work. But they most desirable thing, I guess. It doesn’t facilitate and being of being well rested. The
My response? Open up my tablet and capture these notions, then set an Afghan to remind me to look at them once in at work. It calms my mind.
Another morning
A fresh start, awakening
Awake and alive

Staring thoughtfully
Waiting? Or contemplating?
Summer passes by
Every so often, I’ll pop into Bing images and write a poem for the first image I see, or one that captivates me quickly. This is one of them. I find them fun to do.