echoes of harsh laughter

finished a novel only to fall into the next constantly scribbling as i feel my time is running out and no one else can see all of the hidden patterns which whisper incessantly in the too loud silence harnessing all the loneliness to sharpen the monomolecular edge of the quill slicing down to the blackenedContinue reading “echoes of harsh laughter”

Pot Calls Kettle Black

I’m reminded what I was told By my Mum, god bless her soul. If you’ve nothing nice to say; Shut your gob, and walk away. . Don’t critize, elder folk One day you’ll be them, that’s no joke Things you say today in jest Like boomerangs  come home e to rest https://www.facebook.com/share/r/1DthUNWPLL/ Pot Calls KettleContinue reading “Pot Calls Kettle Black”

MIRROR OF YOUR SOUL

The path of awakening is not a quiet road. It is spiritual, mysterious, and often impossible to explain to someone who has not walked through their own inner fire. What I have learned is simple yet powerful: when you begin to live in harmony with yourself and with God, a new dimension of awareness opens.Continue reading “MIRROR OF YOUR SOUL”

Standing firm in a shifting world

Don’t reshape your faith to fit culture. Let God reshape your life to reveal His Kingdom. Amaziah started strong but slowly measured himself against men instead of God. He compared, competed, and collapsed (2 Chronicles 25:2). The moment we look sideways instead of upward, we weaken our spiritual foundation. Jeroboam II brought growth and success,Continue reading “Standing firm in a shifting world”

The Red Words: part 3

Jesus said, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.” Man says, “you will have no peace. You will toil all the days of your life for me.” Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life.” Man says, “see my gun? Your life is worthless to me. Except forContinue reading “The Red Words: part 3”

What Do You Do?

What do you do when your body feels stuck,deep down or in a rut? What do you do when the thought of moving is too much to bear?The weight of it is like a shirt you wear. What do you do when your feet weighN as much as a ton? Walking is impossible, let aloneContinue reading “What Do You Do?”

Single Beat of a Drum

My poems tend to have a single tone. Like water meeting a stone. Or the ring of a phone. Maybe at some point a new rhythm will begin.Until then I’ll just follow my pen and ride it till the end. Because truthfully, I don’t know what to do to find a new tune.Maybe all thisContinue reading “Single Beat of a Drum”