As each day arrives, he will open up his mind. To the suffering and joy he sees in all of humankind. She does not know what will happen, as the world spins around. Fear arises, love comforts, he knows no steady ground. She will …
Sometimes They tell you things you need to hear
Sometimes They tell you things you shouldn’t hear
I had been in one of those sleeps which do not let go of the heart,
And was thick-tongued and weepy, searching blindly in the dark sleeping car for my papers.
the economic logistics of public transportation;
from our newest blog member, My Life on a Legal Pad
A poem about shoes. Or regrets. You decide.
No one cared about old woodies. You threw them away and got another one. Who would believe that they would go for $90,000 in years to come? Not I, that’s for sure.
My daughter was a stay-awake baby. Sometimes, to shorten the process, we would load her in the car and drive out into the lyrical Pennsylvania countryside, watching the colors of night gather in the sky, the green trees enrich their hues as night fell. …