How much time is left to be ignored so casually?

With limited vocabulary, how creativity and gratitude merge to form a new thing.

Something popped up worth an offer.

Blue Poetry

Owner. Teacher. Parent.

Blue Poetry

Only words to magnify the Impossible, Invisible, Incredible Creator.

I am not waiting for the red lights to turn.

Each day holds its own.

We have so little time on earth, precious time, to leave something behind.

I may be jamming too much bubble gum into my mouth to be able to blow a bubble.

True love is like the maximum blossom of a rose.

Sorry. No manual for love exists. In any case, we can still make up some rules.

Blue Poetry

The formula for Well-Dying is just as interesting as the one for Living-Well.

Emotion matters, even though I once retorted to my son, "They don't."

One of the best ways to accomplish a goal.

My dreams verge on night-mazes.

If I don't write it down, it disappears.

Prayer is like wind, gusting over deck chairs.

Wishing for a place where I can unbox my belongings with permanence.