A Conversation Across Time
I was scared
to glance in her direction,
like I have always been scared
to plan my future,
because somewhere
not too deep within me,
I fear
I’m not doing enough. … More A Conversation Across Time
I was scared
to glance in her direction,
like I have always been scared
to plan my future,
because somewhere
not too deep within me,
I fear
I’m not doing enough. … More A Conversation Across Time
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters, and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say.” —Virginia Woolf … More Fiction Monday – 298
When you feel an unreasonable glow from within,
know that
it is the touch of hope,
hope, reaching for you,
nudging you,
gently. … More Touch of Hope
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-sixth edition of Fiction Monday.
“If plan “A” doesn’t work, just remember: the alphabet has 25 more letters.” —Unknown … More Fiction Monday – 296
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-fifth edition of Fiction Monday.
“The true secret of happiness lies in taking a genuine interest in all the details of daily life.” —William Morris
… More Fiction Monday – 295
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-fourth edition of Fiction Monday.
“Don’t wait until you know who you are to get started.” —Austin Kleon … More Fiction Monday – 294
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety third edition of Fiction Monday.
“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds you plant.” —Robert Louis Stevenson. … More Fiction Monday – 293
Sometimes I just don’t see it—
how close to the edge I stand.
Sometimes I feel, though,
the despair,
the desperation
of being at the brink. … More At The Brink
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety second edition of Fiction Monday.
“I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.” —Martin Luther King, Jr. … More Fiction Monday – 292
What are dreams made of
Fluffy pieces of cloud
refusing to drift away,
making me feel light,
sometimes they are
what my dreams are made of. … More In Fragments and Meaning