Sometimes words cannot express/
the feelings that we wish/
to send across the miles./
Sometimes a poet’s hands/
are bound and all that reaches/
the one they love is a soft smile./
Take the emotion that is lost on mere words/
listen instead to the heart’s truer cords,/
and know that you are deeply loved./
Michael Dellert posted this article on FB: http://www.theedadvocate.org/we-cannot-teach-race-without-addressing-what-it-means-to-be-white/
I commented there, but this article struck a cord with me so I’ve brought it into my little blog world. Continue reading
It was research for a book! I promise! Continue reading
I heartily agree with GP. Love, the greatest and sometimes the most difficult command.
I got another 1500 words written in the Old Souls segment. I really like the story, the outline came easily, so far so good. I’m happy and heading to bed.
I’m working on a new novel. I have the outlines complete and am beginning to flesh out the chapters. See what you think and let me know if you find the concept interesting…
The novel will follow a couple of the old souls through a few lives, through some of the lessons of those lives. This will be targeted to a mature audience as some of the experiences I have outlined are not for the younger reader.