The Pressing Solitude of Decisions

A decision pressed closely against the glass Reverberates a prism of thought Of connection. Of dissonance. A decision of solitude. A decision of birth or denial. A decision pressed closely against the glass Strains its ugly ear to find you. Strains into your deepest thoughts. Listening, pressing close. Making a crowd or closing in solitude.Continue reading “The Pressing Solitude of Decisions”

5:45 the Writer Wakes: El Yunque

The cheerful ringing of the chimes outside my door wakes me. Sitting up I yawn languidly and think pleasant thoughts of coffee, scones, and my hike through El Yunque National Forest. It seems ages since I drifted into this memory, floating still in my head like a balloon without a string. It was quite a trekContinue reading “5:45 the Writer Wakes: El Yunque”