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What is Love?

This was written at about 4 or 5 in the morning... sorry if it sucks.

You can't be a writer without at least asking once- what is love? Philosophers and Scientists- and hell, even Psychologists!- have been at it for years. Philosophers, well, who ever knows what they think, scientists figure it ties with our instinct to mat...

If

Would your friends do any of these things?

I often wonder: If I became A celebrity, Would you admire me? If I became Filthy rich, Would you be my friend? If I became A best-selling author, Would you read my books? If I became A schoolteacher, Would you learn from me? If I called you Crying in the...

Bared Soul

Seasons Spent Pondering; Part 4

I try to hold onto my hopes, dreams and desires. As the days grow shorter, and the nights longer, I find that sliver of hope that kept me going start to fade. I clutch my blanket around me tighter, ignoring the clock that says I must leave my bed. I ignor...

My Soul

Just wondering about my soul.

I guess it’s in me somewhere,hovering, waiting,perhaps between heartbeats,or underneath my breath,hiding where it can’t be seen,wanting to escape to somewhere,perhaps over the rainbow where bluebirds fly—who knows why it’s there,what it wants, what it’s d...

Ancient Sunlight

While planting daffodils looking at the ancient sun and thinking about the first seeds

Yesterday, planting daffodils and tulips in the new bed I made, lining tree trunks from the pine and spruce that once grew taller than my house, old warriors, now fallen so that I could have more sunlight in my life, more color all around me, taking what...

Within These Walls

What lies just steps outside these gates?

The gates of life have opened up for me Slowly I step and ponder what comes If I were to leave, what lies beyond? Many times I would wait until sunset Just to see if they were left ajar Sitting very still I dare not move Most certain I would not get far T...