•April 28, 2011 • Leave a Comment

When I existed,
You did not.
Now You exist
and I do not:
as a storm lifts waves
from water —
still they are water
within water.


•March 21, 2011 • Leave a Comment

•March 3, 2011 • Leave a Comment

” I love walking in the rain, ’cause then no-one knows I’m crying.”

•November 22, 2010 • Leave a Comment

•November 22, 2010 • Leave a Comment

•November 16, 2010 • Leave a Comment


I think the lonely world that I live in was perhaps self imposed at the beginning but has now become the invisible prison that I can never escape. When all we yearn for is a single soul to understand our own, the greatest pain is realizing it will never be. There is no one around me that I can feel that connected to, or share my heart with and in the absence of that emotional warmth, I only have the cold expanse of the Internet to document my human condition.

    •October 21, 2010 • Leave a Comment



    ~Mary Baker Eddy~

    Quickly earth’s jewels disappear;

    The turf, whereon I tread,

    Ere autumn blanch another year,

    May rest above my head.

    Touched by the finger of decay

    Is every earthly love;

    For joy, to shun my weary way,

    Is registered above.

    The languid brooklets yield their sighs,

    A requiem o’er the tomb

    Of sunny days and cloudless skies,

    Enhancing autumn’s gloom.

    The wild winds mutter, howl, and moan,

    To scare my woodland walk,

    And frightened fancy flees, to roam

    Where ghosts and goblins stalk.

    The cricket’s sharp, discordant scream

    Fills mortal sense with dread;

    More sorrowful it scarce could seem;

    It voices beauty fled.

    Yet here, upon this faded sod, –

    O happy hours and fleet, –

    When songsters’ matin hymns to God

    Are poured in strains so sweet,

    My heart unbidden joins rehearse,

    I hope it’s better made,

    When mingling with the universe,

    Beneath the maple’s shade.