Kitty sits arrested on the fence, paused like stone between the either-way of going right toward forest trees and manse or left as far as empty fields can say. Now one may wonder how a single cat who’s busiest moments doze in lazy sleep, would ever need to plan just where he’s at or ponder […]
Read more "The Choice"We reach a corner peeking (shy) around to see beyond. We catch collages: joys and pains, children sick and soccer games ambulances racing through the rain. And long line stands, financial strains, a mix of dull and great, and unplanned sames. We pull back shuddering, prefer to stay in now. But looking back just seems […]
Read more "Moving On"Brick by brick I see the lines of life– layering into the concrete of myself; and wonder (had I known it at the time) If I would lay the path that led me here… again.
Read more "Setting Paths"
melenoria 