A poet must learn the task of the “disconnect” for there are too many things to sort out in the midst of the calamity called life…a distinct separation must take place to sort through the rubble and decide what is salvageable and what must be shed…..impossible with the clammer of howling children and wailing sirens…

Flowers dance as a breeze encourages them……grateful I have the presence of mind to give them the attention they deserve…….when the issues of the times seem disruptive and discouraging….a few moments observing and appreciating nature bring me back to what is important and away from frivolous……I am a journeyman and the distractions of this world…

A visionary’s reach will extend much further than his grasp……ttucro

I still hear voices but they aren’t unsettling anymore…….they question my actions and keep me in line….they aren’t a nuisance rather a friend or mentor helping me stay focused and headed in the right direction….. ttucro

I am walking through landmines……the ones I have laid…..forgetting that haste makes a price to be paid…I can’t remember everywhere they were placed…..but I can see when I step on one by the look ? on your face. Every action has a reaction and sad to say but it’s always true……if your bed isn’t comfortable…

Quick to judge and I am reminded that how I judge others is how I will be judged……that concerns me……ttucro

I can’t help you Harvey because you won’t help yourself…..I can’t help you get something you don’t want…..I spent an hour listening to you regurgitate what you thought I wanted to hear….it got you a sandwich and 20$ to continue your journey into “wonderland” which you will eventually realize is hell. Bon Voyage it isn’t…

I must establish a relationship with my issues before they are willing to let me work on them. ttucro

He was there to cushion my fall….the porch was wet from the sprinkler and I was in a hurry……..my feet slid and I was in the air…I tried to keep my head up and I hit the concrete……landing on my back and head….was disoriented for a moment and I lay still…..taking inventory of the damage…..I…

When I see the imperfections in you….I see the imperfections in me……it’s easy to point them out in you…because they are so much a part of me…..you the mirror ttucro