Photo by Hans @ Pixabay Wading through the Johnstown Flood the water running through my brain, I stood calm, collected hoping for the distant shore. Looking for the answer, looking through the rain, is this all to reason or am I just destined to go down – for the third time? Quizzing Mark stands …
Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay Change a world before my eyes. Change the color of the stars. Stare off into the sun and rhyme a lullaby. The cold ice drops off every word. A cool ridge climbs your mountain walls. Xanadu sits neatly in the frozen caves– a feast for eyes to see. …
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Image by Joe from Pixabay Silence breaks the thunder. Warm, billowing masses of air stream through the night. Clouds like children gallop the skyline. A pale, refreshing breeze envelops my skin. Darkness covers all except for twilight’s flickering light. Mist, so rare a beauty– Moisture’s shiverless form pleases in its touch. The dampness lingers …
Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay Raging through the Heartland in a cream colored Cadillac, I saw the light’s ray illuminate the dust from my dashboard. Running through Springsteen, Nebraska, I lost my innocence somewhere between Route 85 and 95. I meet a dirt poor farmer there who told me what he thought the truth …
Image by 준원 서 from Pixabay Run through the sunlight’s core Children of the Rain Smile little and feel the heat Breathe a new day Comfort in the fact That nothing spends the night- Nothing that can be felt or seen Preclude the shadows of existence That takes lesser men’s breath Words swell on …
“Cosmic Cliffs” in the Carina Nebula (NIRCam Image) When I first saw the images from the “Cosmic Cliffs” in the Carina Nebula from NASA’s Webb Space Telescope, I was amazed by the beauty and surrealism of our Universe. It is, as if, we live in a masterwork of space, time and art. The picture was …
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If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don’t deal in …
Image by Benjamin Thomas from Pixabay Who colors the nighttime skies? Who hangs the morning’s dawn? Somewhere between Heaven and Hell Lies the cold reality of life. A moment of chance sits in the balance. A second holds forever And forever is never long enough. Minutes turn to days as each hour passes …
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Image by Oleg Gamulinskiy from Pixabay Running through the atmosphere, lost, tired and bewildered, the traveler moves to another time. Pulling aimlessly at his memory, he stands alone and lonely, watching the stars and moon fall around him. His ship filters his reality and buffers his soul from the elements that wreck his stranded …
Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay Change a world before my eyes. Change the color of the stars. Stare off into the sun and rhyme a lullaby. The cold ice drops off every word. A cool ridge climbs your mountain walls. Xanadu sits neatly in the frozen caves– a feast for …
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