My father passed peacefully on January 10th 2021, Sunday at sunset
Tag: loss
Cobbled with barbs
Forced to take a road you never saw
Cobbled with barbs and a broken heart
Tragic Poetry
I found an answer hidden on a hillside
Apart from new stones telling the same story
Hurting
Look past the leather wings and claws
The barking guard dog has no bite
6 W’s
WHERE do you find comfort sleeping on a bed of nails
Addiction
Long tentacles with poison thorns thrash about
Touching innocence and those that never chose
Reality
Panic simmers beneath the skin
Can’t believe what is true
Your fathers God becomes your own
Beyond the Feeders IV
An eruption of glass and heavy blackness violently knock you to the ground. As your vision fades you hear the birds and see the image beyond the feeders that lured you here…
Rex “The King”
Rex is Latin for King and a king he was to all of us. He was my friend, my confidant, my protector, my child, my responsibility and a part of my daily life I will forever miss.
Land of the Living
The Land of the Living is where life beckons to you
Noellie's Place 