Which path to take?

The time comes

They look on in admiration Seeing a real-life heroine before their eyes She needs no helping hands, no kind gestures, nor invites

If I don’t, I won’t accomplish what I want.

Have we behaved so horribly we’ve made you hide your face? Never wanting to see us again, never wanting your rays to touch our bodies. Did…

In time of rest I cannot find quiet from my mind’s questions and torments

A Poem about my 3-year old son

Why is it so hard to get started again?

Words pushed behind a wall of stone and masonry, shut up and dammed so no one can ever see