I have been here before Many times more A different face In a different place. As each vessel dies Amidst loved one’s cries The spirit rises I return in guises. Plato, Nero, Rembrandt and Bach Each return gives new paths to walk Embodied within A new...
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I am imperfect. Made of torn flesh and broken bones. Dreams crushed like stone to gravel and hope wasted on the likes of me. Once an Alpha dog now relegated to solitaire howling. The younger man in the mirror looks back at the older man he now is and re...
I see the hours stretching ahead, sometimes hurrying, sometimes slowing down, falling beyond and behind... Still, I know their aim is to reach destination and this signals the end, the end of time and life, the end of the journey, the end of fear, of wor...
Dear Diary, You know how when you put your whole self into something or you give all you can that day, even if it’s not much, it still feels like a whole lot to you? And you know, how you feel so good about yourself for a minute because you think you did...
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The canvas was blank. Like a brilliant shining light in his mind, it was blank. Piercing and constant it stared at him, begging to be transformed. Like so many times before, beauty and vibrant color longed to be placed. It cried out to him, but he was emp...
The smell of freshly cut grass on a bright and warm summer’s day may sound like a nice thing to experience, but unfortunately for me it generally isn't. My hay fever gets so bad that medication to relieve its symptoms doesn't help me out all that much. Ha...
'Today we are gathered here to celebrate the life of Albert Patrick Hoffman ....' speaks a priest in the near empty church of St Martin's priory. A closed coffin stands angled before the steps which lead up to toward the altar and the small attending cong...
Scattering Apart
Where does love go when it has nowhere left to go?Jin looked out over the city from the rooftop of one of the tallest buildings in Seoul, it was a breath-taking sight. And he hated it. He hated the crowds. He hated the busyness. He hated the noise. He hated the tall buildings. ‘Skyscraper’, such a simple...
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Back to School Challenge: Don't Do Nothing
Sometimes, the world’s troubles can be solved with a quote by Albert Einstein.Thurman appeared to me on a Tuesday, in a wall tile of my newly renovated bathroom. It was a little after six P.M. and I was drawing a hot bath. I perched on the edge of the tub and waited for the water to reach that perfect temperature. I was tired. Worn...
At some point there will come a time. In a moment not of your choosing. You’ll know when. It was all borrowed time anyway. On loan, never to be owned. The path will grow more narrow. The light will grow dimmer. A soul once uplifting, now heavy and held ho...
Moon Challenge: Ticket to the Moon
“I always wanted to go there,” he continued. “Sadly, now it is possible, I am too old.”It had been hot, stifling hot and, having been stuck in her sweltering, non-air-conditioned office all day Carrie-Ann was glad to be out in the fresh evening air. It was the middle of June and England was baking in a record-breaking heatwave. Even with al...
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What People Don't Realise
A short story by Andrea Snyman. Some stories begin where you think they end.What people don’t realise is that death isn’t what they think it is. ~ You find yourself in a waiting room…Sitting comfortably on the couch. It’s not too cold, it’s not too warm…It even comes complete with old school elevator type music. They probably fig...
When we were young children, our grandfather would takes us to camp. As we sat cross-legged around the evening fire, he started his tale of our past. Slowly he poked the fire, sending embers floating into the sky. We waited for Grandfather to continue,...
My mediocrity overwhelms me as I ruminate on my life.Were my expectations too high?Work, sleep, succeed, marry, parent, mentor, and prevail.Seven words in everyone’s life. If you know their meaning, you’re living your life backward.Fewer memories to make...