Southern Writer's Magazine Article
The Lone Writer Radio Interview
Twinkle Lights
Something about the white and the light
The shadows they cast, never the same twice, like snowflakes
They’re joy and prom night and weddings and parties on the deck
They’re childhood but the best of it, the kind you really wish you’d had
Laughing at you or with you at every joke you’ve ever heard
Drawing the best thoughts and feelings from deep inside like water from a well
It’s impossible to be sad around them as they fully complete their mission
And a lesson we learn: do what you do, be what you are, shine, chase away the dark
They stir me, every time
A Place
I see it when I close my eyes
Between wake and sleep
A faraway place where pain is absent
And time is not.
Light and color redefined
The unseeable now seen
The indescribable comes to life.
Love fills every pore and peace
Floods the mind and soul.
There is that place, I have glimpsed
And upon waking mourn the loss of it.