It’s been a while since I’ve been at my desk penning a piece, and as always, I don’t know where to start. This one’s a bit personal, so I guess I’ll dive right in. I’m not an accomplished writer, not even a good one. I’ve quit more things than I’ve started. But why did I… Continue reading I’m back at my writing desk, again
Category: Musings
The scent of you
I detect a touch of dissent Waking in my every sense As my nose follows your scent All I need is a weak pretense To sniff in your direction, sweet smelling Purer than a fresh breath of air Of roses or lavender, there’s no telling Is a whiff of your fragrant, silken hair I hold… Continue reading The scent of you
Life at the end of the tunnel
I stare out at the heather skies, feeling the wind chill on my face and forearms. There’s going to be ice out there one day soon, but not yet. Just not yet. I see my neighbors potted plant wilting away, not for lack of love, but for lack of sunlight. It gets me thinking about… Continue reading Life at the end of the tunnel
