My Own Damn Fault

I’m not sure where I’m going or what’s going to happen. Well that sorta sounds redundant but I’ve made some decisions in the past months that have cause what should have been some thing really great to be hanging on by a thread. I regret a lot of things that I have done in these … [Read more…]

The Response

So I received the response I was expecting for the letter someone, three emails. One really hateful email trying to get me upset, which it failed to do so. The second, apologizing for the first email and saying that she didn’t mean the things she said. Then the last, saying that she wanted to talk … [Read more…]

Letter to Someone

So you call me a selfish bastard who only thinks of my self and doesn’t care for the wellfare of those around. I really beg to differ. I have told you time and time again you know nothing about me but would in time. I found it quite amuzing that you would accusse me of … [Read more…]

The Light In Her Window

Well there’s a light in her windows againI’ve got a head full of whiskey and ginI’m don’t know how or were to beginWhen she lets me in And there’s a strange car outside of her gateI wonder who could be staying so lateI could go home but I think that I’ll waitThe night is young … [Read more…]

When I Remember

I presented this phrase, “When I remember her, I don’t think about her clothes or her work, where she was from or even what she said. I think about her smell, her taste, her skin touching mine.” to several people online the other day, to ask what the felt when they read it. I received … [Read more…]

Old White Man

I’m tired of being called an insensitive bastard for my views. I had a conversation the other day with a close friend of mine, talking about our governments reaction to Hurricane Katrina. She stated that the federal government did not do enough to help “The Poor” people out and that “The Rich” hightailed it out … [Read more…]

Brown Penny

By William Butler Yeats I WHISPERED, “I am too young,” And then, ” I am old enough;” Wherefore I threw a penny To find out if I might love. “Go and love, go and love, young man, If the lady be young and fair.” Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, I am looped in the … [Read more…]


I suppose you can call me a hopeless romantic. I have always had this vision of a couple dancing together, in a dimly lit room, to some old jazz tunes. Oblivious to their surroundings and time just seems to stand still to them. I see their bodies sway to the rhythms in the air. An … [Read more…]