Month: November 2015

Driftwood

the mind- although a wild and glorious place the past not easily changed or erased default settings find their way, complex thoughts distracted- replaced with petty thoughts, simple and traced: anger, envy, judgment and hate. grace and passion simply give way mental continents colliding in place wild dreams lost- lengths escaped driftwood floating beyond wavy seascapes.

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Invictus

BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this […]

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