The human mind is a canvas of beauty.  Some, like my father and brother, chose to express it in drawing while others, like myself, are better at manipulating words and sounds.  Regardless, what is on that canvas is a reflection of the soul.  In the times when I feel small, I retreat to that canvas and look upon it as if some ethereal answer will be ( Read more... )

Well, I finally finished moving all my poetry to dreamwidth. A royal pain but thankfully it was only thirty-three so it could have been worse. What took so long was I put them in order by date. I still may go back and edit the descriptions of a few and I'm trying to decide on a few categories to make them easier to find. My problem is I can't ( Read more... )

( Click Here: Song of Solitude )

( A Teacher's Touch )

Ever have so much feeling you were overflowing with it ( Read more... )

Soo...yeah, I finally got hired! I'm going to be waitressing. I have absolutely no experience so this should be interesting. But hopefully it will be fun once I get the hang of it. Tomorrow I need to go buy the "uniform" clothes. Joy. Anyway, I'm too tired to sleep if that makes sense...so, as often happens, I wrote a poem. Er, or whatever ( Read more... )

What happens when you flip your internal clock back around. :P ( Read more... )