Paper Faces on Parade

I saw well why the gods do not speak to us openly, nor let us answer. Till the word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces? - C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces One… Continue reading Paper Faces on Parade

Affair of Emotionsq

I find it interesting that people ask for what they want, receive it, and then look to other things almost immediately as if what they finally have is not enough.  This poem is a reflection upon that phenomenon.  Culture tells us the grass is greener in other homes, schools, cities, and towns, but perhaps the grass is green… Continue reading Affair of Emotionsq

I Must Confess….

There is something I must get off my chest. I cannot deal with the guilt any longer. The truth must be spoken! ….. I am not a lumberjack. There I said it! I can now breathe freely and stop feeling paranoid wondering if the lumberjack police are going to come beat me up and string… Continue reading I Must Confess….