One can care, but takes two to share.The price of admission is always …due, ya know? “The Price Of Admission…” I never hear youyou waitout of hearing…out of – having. …And the tears– so pale, quiet, and frail,and my fingertips just traceso softly and lightly…and each nail edges and slides –my heart …our ‘time. ………. […]

The Café` Series – Life As We Live It. “I remembered ‘The Lion King’…” Most all the “Café’s” are shuttered.But you can’t get what they GAVE …online.I look for places to pause now;places worth a pause, a view, a thought.So few,…so few. And just when you think you found one…And you sit and you just…watch.You […]

“A Meaning of Christmas…” “A Meaning of Christmas…” It’s been a loooong year and a short one yet again.Fewer “voices” both inside and out. “Missing friends…” Personal tears and “breakings” –moments of 11- level pain –emotional shatterings …healings…finding self and all but giving up. Living the Silence in all its hurt-full glory. I’m a whiner […]

We understand pausing to catch our breath…its never easy… “Even breathing carries a price…” Sunrise, sunsetshared and alone – I speak of coffeeand mistsshadows and the windstrees, birds, passing cars… I wonder of friends,life, memories –new and old… I hurt sometimes –real and hard; and sometimesjust inside so very, veryinside. I can hold my tears– […]

“Me… Okay?”A Poem by Chris” Speaks for itself “ “Me… Okay?” Me – okay? Some days I ask that –of me,myself,and my I. Other weeks – not so much…It’s not as important a thought …anymore. Life as we live it,as only we CAN live it… is important. Some days I even read again –slowly – […]