Writer’s Block

Dedicated to all who are right in the midst of the struggle between life and death… Writer’s Block   I haven’t written   Sometimes creativity sits Like a dark black molded growth Against the side of a dead tree stump   But even that tumor is alive Even that blotch of ignorance Is living  …

The Guardians

The Guardians The guardians tower above They’ve stood here for millennia Silence, stillness, stalwart Awe The oceans have smacked persistent Never stopping, never wavering Yet still they stand their ground Keeping watch, their beauty abounds Keeping watch with their peaks in the mists   I’m not quite sure I’ve known such bliss As being in…