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Obviously, I didn’t get this finished last night. But hey, here it is anyway. It’s all about the world we have to live in and changing it into the world we want to live in. On Not Being A Greedy Supervillain I wonder just how far we’ll go, And how we will get there. Or…
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I struggle a lot with getting overwhelmed by the things I have to do. Then I don’t do them. Then I get more overwhelmed. Then I don’t do them… I think you see how that works. Well, I’ve been working at changing that. This poem kind of articulates that struggle for me. The Way Forward…
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For many years, I allowed my past (or at least my perception of it) to dictate how I saw myself. Over time, I’ve revised that narrative. I’m working on becoming a synthesis of who I believe I was and who I believe I can be. Today’s poem looks at the importance of acknowledging the past…
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Over two-thirds of the way through the month and it’s getting a little more challenging. But with a suggestion from my personal muse, angel and wife, here we are. The Challenge I hate it when I must work with, Deadlines of any kind. The very thought I might miss them. Sets traps within my mind.…
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I’ve been drawing sailboats lately, so I thought to incorporate that phase into my writing as well. The Joy of Sail A ship of wood, a ship of steel, Or carbon fiber tech. It’s sails belled with steady wind, Warm sun upon the deck. The wheeling gulls cry loud and free, Beneath cerulean skies. The…
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I am well aware that not everyone will agree with today’s poem and that’s okay. This post reflects my views on the current situation. Thank you for keeping any comments polite, respectful and brief. COVID 19 This virus, such a tiny thing, How quick, how far it spread. Around the globe in just a year,…
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As you may have seen in previous posts here, I also enjoy drawing. I had really stepped back from it for while when my daughter was young and I was busier doing Dad stuff. She is out in the world now and I have started re-investing my time in visual art. I’m never going to…
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For myself typically the problem isn’t finding words. Words I’ve got in abundance! The problem is finding words that I can force into some form of narrative. That’s where the tricky bits are, and that’s the subject of today’s poem. So Many Words, So Little Focus I feel the words rush through my mind, In…
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Cheers, Winston
Brain Bits To Go 