lent Lent Poetry 23 I watch and listen-- an old woman on the road the clerk at the convenience store children coming home from school the normal movements of life ebb and flow rain and sunshine day and night community finding its way into my heart and soul
lent Lent Poetry 22 changed in many ways the touches lingering looks feelings and aura-- everything is still there the muscle memory of relationship moving in and out and around each other but there's also the new a feeling that we need to relearn what it is to be us rediscovering our
lent Lent Poetry 21 I find myself feeling new things and seeing new sides of myself in the mirror that make me think who is that? The truth of the matter is that when I look into my own eyes I don't know. There's so much behind the eyes staring
lent Lent Poetry 20 the words today are no cooperating novel, poems, even emails it feels as if I'm pulling each letter from a vat of sludge that is unwilling to let go of it's captives no matter how hard I pull (Bah... misnumbered the last post. All fixed now.
lent Lent Poetry 19 The Second Coming If I reach out my hands are slapped aside-- They shout that I'm not right, I am an abomination. Others will say that I don't care enough shouting that I am wrong because I do not see the world in the eyes of
lent Lent Poetry 18 "I made a mistake." "You did. You should be punished." I shuffled my feet. "But she said..." Nemesis peered into my soul, then laughed at me. "It is never just a mistake, is it? It is your stupidity that makes you do the
Poetry Lent Poetry 17 Some days the words won't come I will speak them in English but no one understands what I say. I could yell from the rooftops and the ones on the ground will shout that it's just gibberish and ask why I'm yelling so loud.
amwriting Update: You might have noticed A few changes around here There's a lot going on right now, but I'll try to keep it concise. I've decided to start using the pen name of Lulu James Spencer. I kind of tried it out on BlueSky at first, then in some other places, and really, I
lent Lent Poetry 16 The days I love you the most are the worst days-- the frustrating days when the world seems too big and nothing's going right, the days where your body isn't cooperating, the days when something sits hard taking your breath or stealing your shine. Those are
lent Lent Poetry 15 Emotions like soda bubble through my head nothing stands still and nothing is explicable most of life is fluid now time is moving forward instead of frozen there is much to do but time is no longer relevant instead time has become expansive
lent Lent Poetry 13 He told us that his friend was lucky because Hell was closed I wondered what made today so special but I forgot to ask
lent Lent Poetry 12 The sun through the clouds made the sky feel vast as we drove the world suddenly felt endless all possible full of warmth and wonder because I was going home
lent Lent Poetry 11 Moving is hard Brain hates change But I will be home and then life will resume change isn’t bad
lent Lent Poetry 10 Transformation Your nails Painted black a small thing but not a little thing a Fedora a jacket we change but we are more together and separate
lent Lent Poetry 9 I have missed so much of you-- all the small daily looks and touches that make up the tapestry of our marriage While it's absence was quiet torture, I am giddy at the thought of rediscovering you and all that made me fall in love with you from
lent Lent day 8 NPC Lurking in a darkened doorway The Villian stands guard over the shadows that live beyond the threshold He lets their tendrils leak through the cracks when I'm not paying attention to this battle with my own will
lent Lent Day 7 the chime sounded I clicked and suddenly the world moved forward Update: I AM GOING HOME!!! For those who I haven't told yet, my visa letter came earlier today and now I get to finally join my Wife in Ireland! I am so ecstatic! I swear I'
lent Lent poetry 6 "Do you not know who you are, or is it that you don't know what you are?" he asked. "I am human," I replied. His eyes bore into me. Then he sat forward. "Eukaryota Animalia Chordata Mammalia Primates Heplorhini Simiiformes Hominidae Homininae Hominini
lent Lent Poetry 5 There's so much distance between our screens I always wonder (trying not to ruminate about it) what we would have done without this tiny digital window that has been our lives for almost two years
lent Lent Poetry 4 the masks are handed to me one after the other they aren't mine, but other's expectations and I want to smash them all they are not me but if I do what is left? what face is shown and will it burn in the sunlight?
lent Lent Poetry 3 Family We met at Halloween, then again at Christmas-- acceptance making it so there was more than just friendship from the start. No one can tell you how it happens but sometimes Fate puts Her hand into things and creates love and beauty.
lent Lent Poetry 2 words from the past determine the future but as I look at our past selves I see the truth of us we've change we've deepend but You and I have always had love and kindness and play intertwined and individual we are ourselves now and forever
lent Lent Poetry 1 Today is Ash Wednesday and the first day of Lent. During seminary, I started doing Lenten workings, working with the concept of sacrifice, which is the whole premise of Easter in my personal theology. It is usually something that I end up doing every day until Easter that takes the
Fountain Pens Fountain Pen Thoughts -- February 6 Another new pen today -- a Jinhao Tiandao 1935. I really like this pen and the Diamine Writer's Blood ink works well with it. Missing my Wife today, but super grateful that we have video calling now. I just think about when I traveled to CA [in 2005]
