"The journey is the reward."
- Steve Jobs
DETACHED
I sit and stare out
All alone on an island,
Wasting time away.
MOTHER EARTH
For the life she holds,
Nothing is being done to
Help keep her intact. STORMS AT SEA
The smooth ocean blue,
Turned into the turbulent
Storms gray of autumn.
FIRST SNOW
As white as can be,
Only to melt upon touch
Of the human hand.
REIGN OF TERROR
Coming down from clouds,
Little droplets of water
Like an angel’s tears.
KITE IN THE WIND
I would like to fly,
Like the kite that is breezing
Through the fast paced wind.
PETALS OF LIFE
I don’t give flowers,
Because they die, but you do
Red roses don’t you?
AUTHOR'S DISCLOSURE
An artist's purpose is to evoke emotion and/or dialogue of the masterpiece created, without either, it's no longer art, let alone a masterpiece.
This blog represents the author's original writing and makes no apology for posts resulting in experiencing a sense of discomfort when reading his own personal reflections, thoughts, affirmations, observations and opinions of his journey in finding his way through a complicated world, of his so called life. The author requests readers remain mindful of dates when a post was written. Many of the earlier posts were academic assignments with guidelines to uphold the integrity and standards of a specific writing style. One or a combination of formatting, rhyming schemes, syllable counts, themes and specific guidelines which were up to self-interpretation and self-discovery.
This set the tone for the author's tone and unique writing style. He requests readers remain open-minded to viewpoints differing from their own. The author strongly believes "we can disagree and still remain friends" and welcomes respectful dialogue and questioning of his writings. However; hateful disagreement our outright dismissal or suggesting the author's writings are inherently wrong will not be tolerated and may not be conducive to constructive conversation.
October 10, 1990
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