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 […]More
After all these years, there is still so much to learn...
constellations of sorrow true northern stars lifetimes of faith in dark amber nights glittering skylines peripheral lights fall through glimmers of smoke upon charcoal skylines eternal words breath exhale those long sighs heartbeat of worlds a cadence of time follow your heart regrets long gone temporary reminders mourning dawnsMore
Several weeks ago I was surprised and delighted to discover my blog had received The Creative Blogger Award. The nomination came from Steve Prinz at According to Mr. Flying Pig. This is quite the honor because I enjoy his fresh and forthright poetry, which is keenly introspective and raw. I’ve enjoyed my journey these […]More