Daffodil

Last year around this time I was cranking out some serious poetry. This year it seems I just stare at the screen. That can be quite frustrating. So forgive me if today’s post seems labored, because it somewhat was. However, as is usual, once I get started it seems some goodness always comes from it….

Significant

Significant It’s quiet here But life is noisy The real world is full of noise and chaos So why do I like the silence so much? What is it here that makes me feel alive? Out there in the bustle I am a loner, a misfit The flashing screens make my brain repulse The noise,…