Whisper My Name
Just one more embrace one more caress. To hear you sigh, to see your lips form an oh, and then to hear you whisper my name into the darkness of the night.
Stardust to Starlight
If life were just a story,I would write a happy ending. Yes, the hero and heroinewould be soot-marked,their clothes in tatters,but they would beembracing in the silhouetteof a full moon, a harvest moon. I still cry at all the partsyou might expect,knowing my Hallmark sensibilities,those I was born with,and a few more developed along the…
Shaped by Myths, Masters, and Mystics
We live in a world shaped by stories told, retold and retold again. By the time they reach our ears they bear little familiarity with their origins. Tales that might even be based on some kernel of truth but more than likely were first envisioned in the mind of the victor to keep those vanquished…
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When I was in my early twenties I dreamed of a life full of adventures. As it turned out, I never could have imagined; the journey that I was about to take, the amazing and awe inspiring people I would meet and some of the incredible things we would accomplish together. Luckily for me I met a young woman who I fell madly in love with, who became my friend, muse, mother of my children and my reason for being. Together we have ridden the roller coaster of life for the last forty-six years. I lost her to a rare cancer in January of 2022.
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