We have all been prisoners for something Locked up in our cages Incarcerated by different things Imprisoned by our past By our preconceived notions By our thoughts and ideas By our emotions By the emotions of others By our sin whether we accept it or not By relationships Imprisoned by the expectations of others Incarcerated […]
I read an interesting idea if you could write something That wouldn’t be read until long after you were gone What would you write With the knowledge that you would no longer be alive to be judged That you could say anything Without fear of recompense Without consequence What things would you say what secrets […]
We go from isolation To soft openings Reduced capacity Masks on everyone you see Social distancing 6 feet apart when we all ache for touch 3 months without friends without familiar places 3 months without handshakes and hugs We go not back to normal But to a new normal where we wonder Will it ever […]
The Mad Poet's Street Corner 