The beach was broken. There wasn’t much of a shore to explore At least at first... Further on the path Around the bend And through a mangrove forest There was some sand for my toes. And waves to rinse away All the residue that has been clinging To every step I take, weighing down Thought, …
There is one question that continually draws my ire. Are you ready? No, I am not. I am not ready for school to begin in a week. I am not ready for tomorrow or the next day. They are coming anyway. Time slips past me and deadlines always loom. So I am not ready for …
Dusk and Summer by Joseph A. Pinto Available on Amazon in both paperback and Kindle formats. The first time I read this book, it held me captive, curled beneath my comforter until it was done with me. Recently, it was released under a new publisher and with a new cover. Dusk and Summer kept me prisoner for …
Comfort found in the bottle isn't comfort all at or so they say and plead their case though looks and passing remarks Comfort found through lies and sweaty deeds isn't comfort all at so let me take the comfort that is honest after all, I can't lie to a bottle.
Life has a way of complicating and un-winding itself all at once, which way it goes is up to the user. Sometimes a day goes both ways at once. This summer, I have been struggling to finish my first book, make enough money to pay my bills, complete multiple on-line classes and work on other …
Everything gets turned inside out by words and assumptions twisted right side wrong side striking like a knife leaving marks on hearts give me sticks and stones spare me words & their shallow intentions.
Legs cut smooth by a razors edge Preparations for the potential of one lost kiss For one lost touch Gone in a moment regretted for half a life time
Love, they say should never hurt. Never make you cry or cut your soul, Maybe those that say it have never been in love, Cause love hurts and burns us so everyday Love cuts you so deep and fills you with so many desires You don’t know which way is up And which way to …
I have never read The Hobbit. Own three or more copies, some very nice hard back editions, but in my three plus decades of life I have never read it. Well, not until last week. When I was young, there was no one to introduce me to the classics of Science Fiction and Fantasy. Anne …
I miss reading my poetry to you letting my words roll over you before they hit anyone else knowing that sharing them with you meant something to us both you said you loved me but there were so many things not working and the two things that keep my heart beating You and my work …
Lucinda Rose 