Sometimes I am lost in the thought of what if.
Proverbial Mud
Tag: hope
One Handle Randall
I met a man with one hand in a land between two rivers.
Finger to Key
Where would we be without the written word?
Empty Hole
I still feel it, deep in my soul; can’t fight it, can't deny it; trying to hide it but it takes its toll.
Six months on WordPress!
First and foremost, I would like to thank everyone who has read or followed my poetry and short essays over the past 6 months! I began my blogging journey to maintain healthy writing habits while I write a book on recovery based on my experience as an alcoholic. I am truly grateful I get the … Continue reading Six months on WordPress!
Writers Block
Writer’s block is a bummer...
crippling cogitation
For those of us that deal with depression...
A Blooming Scribe 