Happy NPM. Because I missed Sunday, here's a piece for Sunday, written by me: Learning, Gratitude (Hindsight) To you. The heart should never be so revealed, so unaware of where the results will land. No more waiting when the answers are usually quite clearly there. No matter if you were moved. Time to move on. …
National Poetry Month: Poème #1
It's National Poetry Month, y'all. I'll commemorate by posting a poem a day. Some will be my own work, some classics. In any case, poetry will be had. Here's the first piece: "A poem is a spider web Spun with words of wonder, Woven lace held in place By whispers made of thunder." …
This Square Peg. 