My friend passed away last night...She loved writing and participating with everyone. She wanted you to know that. She will be greatly missed.

"Come fairies take me out of this dull world,
for I would ride with you upon the wind
and dance upon the mountains like a flame."W. B. Yeats

distance ( Read more... )

another adieu ( Read more... )

found this in some journal....thought it was worth a read ( Read more... )

In the deepest layer
of my life,
in the whispers
under the bustling noise
of this every day life,
there is a melody
you used to hum
in your movements
and in your laughter
that is resonating,
reminding me
to believe
and to breath
and never to forget
to dream.

"Worrying does not empty tomorrow of its troubles; it empties today of its strength

just an old dead lyric...that seemed to speak to me tonight....yeah...ratdog is coming to spokane, in March...

There comes a redeemer
and he slowly too fades away
There follows a wagon behind him
that's loaded with clay
and the seeds that were silent
all burst into bloom and decay
The night comes so quiet
and it's close on the heels of the day

sleeping with the fishes ( Read more... )

a poem for xx ( Read more... )