**I don’t remember when I wrote this. I think 2011/2012 or so but I can’t say for sure. When I wrote it isn’t important, but it was neat to find it again** I stand alonethe dark at bayholding onto the threads of hope A precipice awaitsa decision eternalDamned if I doLikewise if not And so it goes … Continue reading **I don’t remember when I wrote this.
On July 20, 2017 Chester Bennington committed suicide. Chester was the lead singer for the rap/metal band Linkin Park. And as I’ve read a few articles as people respond to his passing, I’m finding there’s one thing that’s bothering me, and it’s not related to his passing. No, it’s related to some people’s response to … Continue reading Stigma Takes Another Life
Wax candle grasped in trembling hand, flame flickering in the draft. Molten wax, dripping on calloused slender fingers. Trembling voice rasping in a nervous hoarse whisper “please don’t be afraid. I don’t want you to be alone”. Darkness as thick as oil, and heavy as a quilt, threatening to drown flame and voice. Feeble light … Continue reading Candle
Before I say anything else, I do want to make this clear: I love my job. I love the people I work with, I love my co-workers and fellow supervisors. I don’t nessisarily love working out in the bone-chilling cold in winter, but the warmer weather, especially in summer with travellers coming through makes up … Continue reading Change?
In the light of the golden morn Storm clouds break and drift away The rain has ceased And gives way to warmth In the light of the golden morn The terror of night retreats In the face of Hope