"I outgrew another relationship and all I got was this lousy flower vase." Not all relationships last, but we are often left with remnants of our failed forgings. Whether through birthday cards or photos or pebbles you swiped from that beach while on vacation, we are surrounded by... Continue Reading →
To help explain my love of poetry, I'll open with the first poem I've ever written. I couldn't tell you when exactly I wrote it (at least 10-12 years ago) and I've clipped most of it because, well, it's pretty rough, but... Continue Reading →
In the relentless pursuit of purpose, we'll forever come up wanting. Unrealistic portrayals of making it, is but a mere skim of the surface. All look good from a long distance. That's why pictures replace memories, Why your wants overcome my... Continue Reading →
My Claddagh ring lost its charm the other day. Literally. But while browsing the latest "hello, I'm single" jewelry selection to adorn my now naked finger, I had to take a second to appreciate the symbolism. Even my ring was... Continue Reading →
Words wrapped safely away, plucked and powerless in their new space Bobbing beyond the crashing waves Just in time to this unknown place Their weight grows heavy against the glass, It tries to hold, support their mass Not a chance of victory for this vessel Did it know it could fail, before it fell? […]
the Periodic Writer 
Hung Up On, hanging on
Alone among the dial tone. Breathless, taken by the moment passed So much, then again nothing so fast. Time for the dissection, oh where, oh where do we begin? Hello, goodbye--how again did I leave it? Burned in my brain, but only how... Continue Reading →