Any old world uncovered by new writing. Dad Sold our House on Ebay. I help people dissolve the past using stories so we free up the future by stretching fully in the present. I go deeper in this interview. And tell more of my stories in my new 5 star rated poetry collection here. I am available for poetry readings and workshops.

This content is password protected. It is much appreciated and I absolutely adore the lot of you. Long story short, I met a guy. A guy who, over the course of almost 5 months, has managed somehow to.

Originally posted on A Shade Of Pen. Perhaps, one day again. Poems were made of words. Sometimes, numbers spring magic. Because there are so many tales. Locked in one little calendar. The day you were born. The day your heart loved.

039;Cause blogging is just another type of writing Keyboard for ink and webpages for paper. The truth has been spoken. I have 20 minutes in hand to fill in this space. Out of the 4 months.

Earlier I used to find this thing extremely attractive in people, but now I can barely tolerate it. It happens everywhere I guess. But who gets to decide when the old ends? .

One flower can wake the dream. One tree can start a forest. One bird can herald spring. One smile begins a friendship,. One handclasp lifts a soul. One star can guide a ship at sea,. One word can frame a goal. One vote can change a nation,. One sunbeam lights a room. One candle wipes out darkness,. One laugh will conquer gloom. One step must start each journey,. One word must start each prayer. One hope will raise our spirits,.

I write to you,. You, only you,. I put your love,.

Three Furry Creatures, Two Souls, and a Coat.