The One Left Behind

It was safe to say she all she had to rely on was herself The people that were closest in proximity to her were runners Running away physically or Running away mentally Leaving her in reality To figure out the things they weren’t able to comprehend

Power

It surged them him like electricity Stemming from the hand that held the pen The long, broad table was just an extension of the might that would bestowed upon him With two flicks of the wrist his name would be signed And he would have all the power The power to bring all his naysayers…

Where I’m From

  I’m from land that flows with mountains of proud people full of hope. A continent that is enveloped and blessed with the riches from the creator of mankind, That produced the trail of the first grandparents of the human race. Slave ships carrying hundreds of kidnapped people to a foreign land. This is where…

A Library of People

I was taught to never judge a book by its cover Read the prologue Skim through the pages Peruse the first chapter And maybe the beginning of the third Pay attention to the title headings It may give you some insight. That’s probably why I view people as books Stacked in the library of life…

Fall into Autumn

Fall into Autumn Frolic in its fallen leaves dressed in colors that adorn the harvest moon Envelope yourself in all things flannel From shirts to blankets Share stories around the roaring campfire Lighting the chilly night Cataloging those summer days recently passed to be merely memories Fall into Autumn Find those wooly socks buried deep…