Wednesday, January 24, 2018


whatever asks
heart kneels
and offers to

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Say Something

i would have followed

Monday, January 22, 2018

Trying To Hold It Together

i need a sign to let me know you're here
all of these lines are being crossed
 over the atmosphere
i need to know that things
 are gonna look up
'cause i feel us drowning
 in a sea spilled from a cup
when there is no place safe 
and no safe place to put my head
when you feel the world shake
 from the words that are said
i need a sign to let me know you're here
'cause my tv set just keeps it all from being clear
i want a reason for the way things have to be
i need a hand to help build up
 some kind of hope inside of me
and i'm calling all angels
i'm calling all you angels

Sunday, January 21, 2018

Would I Lie To You

little white lies

the last person i can trust
or believe is

Saturday, January 20, 2018

God-Haunted Righteousness

"we are not necessarily doubting that God will do the
best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will
turn out to be." ~ c.s. lewis

there is anger
so much anger
not directed at him


Friday, January 19, 2018

The Wolf At My Door

few things in life are worse than
lies that steal someone's faith

Thursday, January 18, 2018

Jus' One of Those Days

sometimes the greatest source of our suffering
are the lies we tell ourselves

tonight finds me screaming at the stars:

fuck it

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

That Last Glance

we don't get too much of it around here
and when we do folks tend to go a little
nuts...rushing out for bread and milk
...ending up in ditches
now that i'm retired i choose a simpler way
of dealing with it...spending the day with one of
my favorite author's new book. he writes of the seedy
side of enforcement officers
it's nice to be able to read about it instead of
 having to deal with it

two of my friends and officers were shot 
yesterday...along with two other officers i didn't
know... ambushed while on a domestic violence
call...always the most dangerous of situations. they
are expected to be ok but one of the others is in
critical condition. every one who makes their living
protecting others knows that last glance at your
home and loved ones before you leave could be
your last

i've been sending up prayers for det. roby
who is fighting for the chance of another
glance. if you are so inclined...he could use
your prayers also 


Tuesday, January 16, 2018

The Weight of Words

the weight of words

some things in life can not be fixed
...they can only be carried

this piece began with a picture of my front
porch taken with the slow cam app on my
iphone. i added the figure and background 
writing with procreate..texture in distressed fx
 then finished by adding letters across her back
 in path on. 

if you could smell this picture.... 
it would smell of 

Monday, January 15, 2018

Wearing Myself Down

the year 2017 kicked my ass
that's not a complaint
it's a fact
this year isn't starting out much better
i think counseling might help...but
no insurance
no money
....not sure they won't send the
men in the little white suits

instead of self medicating
i'm immersing myself in art
i've never been one who could choose
a single path when it comes to art
...or anything else to be honest
so i dabble
little of this
little of that
trying to wear myself down
to who i'm meant to be

my goal is to survive the wearing
away in order to become that person
it's all i can hope for

Sunday, January 7, 2018

Time's Up

ordered mine!!!!!

Tuesday, November 28, 2017


i haven't had much to say on here lately
poor excuse of a blogger
i apologize to those of you who have
been kind enough to read about my
crazy life.

i've recently started doing some marketing
research through amazon's mturk program.

it gives me a little mad money
to me....a lot of the jobs i do feel
like playing games...not something you'd
ever get rich doing but once you build up
your approval rate it's not unrealistic to 
expect to bring in an extra $500 - $600
a month. 

that's my excuse 
just wanted to let you 
know i won't be posting
as often for a while as i
try to build up my approval rate

i'm officially a

Sunday, November 19, 2017

Truth #10


Monday, November 13, 2017

Naked And Flawed

what does it feel like
 to stand
if it feels like
you versus the world
chances are it's really
you versus

Sunday, November 12, 2017

The Spirit of Women

i can't help but think
how much kinder
this world would be

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Keeper of the Feathered Ones

it's the ones 
who fly solo
that have the 
strongest wings

Friday, November 10, 2017

The Lost Words

"once upon a time...words began to
vanish from the language of children.
they disappeared so quietly that at first
almost on one noticed... until one day
they were gone.

but there is an old kind of magic for
finding what is missing...and for
summoning what has vanished. if the
right spells are spoken...the lost
words might return...."

beautyFULL book

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Bee Fever

i love this.....

Thursday, October 26, 2017

Small Town Lonely

"ain't no hell on earth
like small town lonely
where every person
knows where you've been
and what's happened to you
and every one of them
made their decision
once or twice
about whether you was right
or wrong
in what's gone past
and everybody but you
knows how their mind's made up"

Tuesday, October 24, 2017


i become
but someone
within me
is resolute
and i try
within us lives a
merciful being who helps
us to our feet however many
times we fall

and for this
i bow my head
in gratitude

Friday, October 20, 2017


that first time your child comes to
you for parenting advice about their
teenager after vowing never to be
like you when they grow up....

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Paulus Berensohn

do you journal
i am forever beginning them
but lack the "stick to it ness"
to journal daily

i would love to have taken
a class at penland with paulus
i am just in awe of this man
his outlook on life is something
i aspire to

i have the dvd of his life
one of my treasures
in it he is asked what will
be done with all his journals 
after his passing and he said he
wanted them to be hung up in a
tree and allowed to return to the earth

this past june he left this world
in my mind's eye i can see his
many journals decorating the
tree of honor

when paulus's health begin to decline
he chose to be interred in at carolina
memorial eco friendly
natural burial cemetery
he preordered a cardboard coffin which
he and his friends painted and collaged

this is a photo of his interment

such a special man.....

Thursday, October 12, 2017

Brief Lives

"goodbye...brief lives
ablaze with tenderness
today the glory of the leaves
is enough...for i am learning anew
to release all i cannot hold
these moments of luminous grace
saying here and here is beauty
here grief:
this is the way to come home"

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

A Thing Made of Holes

"there is a time in life when you expect the world to be
always full of new things. and then comes a day when 
you realize that is not how it will be at all. you see that
life will become a thing made of holes...absences...losses
things that were there and no longer. and you realize
too..that you have to grow around and between the gaps."


Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Truth #9

my being whole is
 not so my

i can
with that

Monday, October 9, 2017

Express Gratitude

continuous practice
day after day
is the 
appropriate way of expressing
this means that you
practice continuously
without wasting a single day
of your
without using it for your
own sake
why is it so
your life is a 
fortunate outcome
of the continuous practice of the
you should 
your gratitude

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

I Done Old..I Done Tire..But I Ain't No Ways Done

planning a trip to columbia museum of art
to see the
 henri matisse 
stumbled across the art of
on their site

i done old
i done tire
but i ain't no ways done

i'm right 
with ya

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Walking in Their Shoes

 i rode up to the southern arts society gallery in
kings mountain nc this morning to 
see my friend lucy warlick's exhibit

these are just a few of her paintings

they are all based on photos taken during the
great depression by photographers like john vachon..
arthur rothstein.. ben shahn...and russell lee

i lost myself in the stories for most of 
the morning

her goal for this series was to "entice people
to exercise their empathy muscles by putting 
themselves in the shoes of the subjects of
her paintings"

well friend

Monday, September 25, 2017

What If......

what if......

Sunday, September 24, 2017

The Journey

first stage:

hope is the denial of reality

second stage:

the intoxication of anger
shows us to others
but hides us from ourselves

third stage:

one must always hope when 
one is desperate
and doubt when one hopes

fourth stage:

depression is something that
makes you lose your sight

fifth stage:

life is hard
then you die
then they throw dirt in your face
then the worms eat you
be grateful it happens in that order