Ghosts all around

Feathers

In the grand scheme of life we're like feathers in the wind. It drags us to heights we've never seen before, just to drop us back on the cold wet pavement, ruffled and wet.

 And then...it carries us to newer, higher skies.

Lift me up

Let the holiday season begin!

From the kitchen, with love :)

Far above the clouds.

About rainbows

and sunny days.

(May 2010, Niagara Falls, NY)

One minute to 4 (AM)

one minute to four

rain falls heavy on my window

trying to fall asleep, blindfolded

covering with fresh, warm lies, i smile

yet, tears fall heavy on my pillow.

clouds cover me away

curtains folding in between me and a world

that has been turned upside down.

violent inner pain keeps a steady tempo of decay.

what's true and what's not i can't tell

trying to put together shattered pieces of what we once were

agonizing over what could have been

i walk in silence on a road straight to hell.