The Tapestry

                What is new? In the dead of night, the old temptations flit across my heart and mind like moths flying in and out of a light beam; their gigantic shadows are cast upon a tapestried wall once glorious in natural light of the sun, now made a ghastly grey by the eerie light of … More The Tapestry

Landslides

When life dumps all of its problems in front of me, I too often lose my pen. Writing doesn’t make my breakfast… Writing doesn’t wash my work-shirts… Writing doesn’t help me plan lessons… Writing doesn’t get me to work on time… Repeat 4x So I wait until everything is sorted and filed before I try … More Landslides