Talk or Walk
I’m not much for conversation. The smalltalk in our lives. I’m waiting for something special; whenever it arrives. Standing straight and watching Spoken words go flying by. Concentration blurs, and eyes drift off, My ears have said goodbye Waiting on my own two feet, With patience gazing far. I...
Rowing into Fog
A man and his boat row to new shores....
On Religion
A recent conversation at a coffee shop caused me to start thinking about religion, specifically mine. I’ve never been an ultra religious person, but sometimes you can’t avoid being asked the question. I ended up writing the text below at around 3 in the morning in order to answer...