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Between the barn and barbed wire fence, a hawk swooped down like a lightning bolt, snatching a black snake off the ground in one swift motion. I continued to snap green beans from the porch as I watched it fly overhead with its dinner dangling from its claws. That was life on a farm. Read More …
We won’t stay inspired if we set our goals based on societies version of greatness. Sure, money, fame, and power, is a common standard for success—but it doesn’t have a lot of substance. We’ll be a lot happier if we avoid using that guide as a measuring stick for our own lives. We are always Read More …
FULL CIRCLE She glanced back at nature’s tapestry, that’s what her mom called this place. All she saw were barren fields and dilapidated electric poles. She daydreamed of walking those old rusted wires all the way to some concrete circus, slacklining like a ballerina on a tightrope. Her mother warned her about wasting time. Big city dreams are like candles in the sky, Read More …
What is Poetry? Hymns formed from groans of acquaintance; its rhythm weaving between tranquility compassions and peril, ripping and tearing like bare feet stomping on broken glass, bleeds, recoils then steps again
I strengthen, yet I weaken. I’m perpetually diverse. I heal and I destroy. I am silent and loud. I pass with time. I’m historically bound. I’m old and new. I lie. I tell truths. I bite. I sting. I echo and sing. I’m frequent and rare. I mend and I tear. I’m distinguishing. I am penned. What am Read More …