“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.” ~Leo Tolstoy In the early days after my divorce, over a decade ago, friends and co-workers asked me why I was still unattached. This line of questioning was on par with asking a dating couple when they intend to get married, or … Continue reading I’m Good, Thanks
Nighthawks~ Edward Hopper Doomed to solitude by my imagination The idea of you Is so far beyond what is possible For any human being Which is why I leave you there With him While I remain here And watch The person I imagine you to be But whom I know does not exist ~~•~~ I’ve … Continue reading Solitude
~~ A bleak cold winter’s gray weighted sky, No crunch of leaves reduced underfoot, Imagining the whats, wheres, and whys, Brilliance muted, sodden, élan dies, Contemplating the variant route. ~~ I detest this season; is that wrong? In six months I’ll search then to compare: Cerulean sky, June days prolonged, Two yellow birds in a … Continue reading The Next Road Taken
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