It’s Been a While

DSC_2295 – 2011-10-16 at 17-31-50, a photo by skylarmacrae on Flickr. I’ve been busy. Well, I have been somewhat busy and somewhat apathetic about this whole writing thing. It seems trivial when I am in school. Between class and work, I have little free time; and what free time I get, I try to spend…

This blog was created to share emotion.

Well, here is emotion: For all of you who don’t know me, I have nothing to hide. I have become humbled by a lack of hope. If you do not wish to know my flaws and pains, read no further. For those who must know… they are right below. I have become the main source…

At the Request of my Dearest Dara…

I am writing… As many of you know, I am in a serious relationship with Dara Robertson, AKA the Love of my Life. Due to the fact that my blog has not been updated in quite some time, she has been slightly to severely disappointed that she can no longer read new material from my…

I miss you buddy.

This wonderful man allowed the world to love and appreciate the simple things. I have looked up to and learned from him in many ways, as he has been a silent inspiration in my personal life. This simple poem was written by Jimmy Stewart in loving memory of a long time companion. This is something…

The Mocking Ore

Streaking stripes arrest my gaze. They lie stagnant; motionless; silent. Bleached blocks fill their chasms with void space. Tall walls of brick build boundaries to contain the great nothing. Triplet tunnels table-torn mine relief from The Mocking Ore. “Fill me. Fight me! Leave me or line me. Stain me. Sign me. Flee me or find thee!” -this is the tone that…

To My Old Door Mat

You are severely unappreciated. Your folds and crevasses are now worn and lumpy. Your original crisp form is now crimped and creased. You have been stepped on, scuffed up and sullied by the nasties of this world. You’ve been pushed into corners and trapped against walls by the harsh door you are so eternally married…