Poem for the day:
"All answers are synonymous to the question."
There isn’t much going on…other than the noise from the television and the rather wild wind pressing against strained windows… I sit watching the noise and listening to myself think.
“When do we know if we’ve let go of what we were
“When do we know if we’ve let go of what we were
so we can become what we desire to be???”
"All answers are synonymous to the question."
I’m changing my life by what I’m thinking this evening--
"All answers are synonymous to the question."
I’m changing my life by what I’m thinking this evening--
I’m making a declaration of character.
“Revelation becomes the most important thing in a woman’s life – don’t you think?”
“All answers are synonymous to the question.”
I want to write these things on a bathroom wall somewhere...
“Revelation becomes the most important thing in a woman’s life – don’t you think?”
“All answers are synonymous to the question.”
I want to write these things on a bathroom wall somewhere...
kgr
Excerpt from "Side Order of Truth" by Karen Gibson Roc
coming soon
1 comment:
Its peace in peaking in someone elses life, watching them think out loud in ink. I think you are soooooooooo brave, one day I started to blog like that and then came the backspace, and it came again. Sure would be nice to backspace on bad days,lol. When you go to the UK check out the London Jazz Cafe, I plan on networking with promoters out there this coming fall. Big ups to Jenniffer Hudson, yeahhhhhhhh. This is too long, let me stop here before I backspace lol. Write on, write on
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