Proving Grounds

  Better to be lost than found slipping into places where hard lines blur Rhythmic denial expected, a final proving ground Languid days designed to confound as impish ways sacrifice succor Better to be lost than found Rough and raw experiences abound Lessons learned no matter what may occur Rhythmic denial expected, this final proving ground High-pitched screaming such an eerie sound when mixed with … Continue reading Proving Grounds


Maybe I’ll run to the mountains Hike amidst a forest of lush green where creatures scamper quietly, out of sight and sunlight dances through the leaves creating tranquility   Maybe I’ll run to the beach Stroll on the edge of pounding surf where waves beckon rhythmically,  eternally and soft sand caresses gently creating contentment   Maybe I’ll run to the city Saunter among the throngs … Continue reading Maybe