Living?
My situation feels more like I’m simply existing and letting the world go by, not truly living.
The Ultimate Vicarious Joy.
Spending the better part reading stories, playing boardgames and caring for several rambunctious young earthlings.
Depressed
I might be lonely, worthless and lost, but I will continue, for I am alive.
Life Gets Better
Years ago; poor, homeless, alone, wanted to die. Today; married, home, and glad I lived.
Tethered to the Heavens
Within my fragile frame,
Dwells eternal, golden rays
Evening marks mortality
Until it’s day, perpetually
Subduction Seas
Woeful amongst seafarers’ ghosts,
weathering Pacific gales;
wailing with tsunami sirens;
waiting with the spirits.
I’m currently living with my two offspring and one other inhabitant. She’s called mom. Help!
The Bird
No matter how
large or small,
Or how ornate,
A cage is still a cage.
The Netherlands
Alone,
in a foreign land,
constantly forever
thinking backwards
to when where how
I arrived
Crazy
Living in a world of crazy events, where the balance is shifting.
So are you.