Welcome to my little corner of the world where I often sit and travel to places that only my imagination can take me.  I am a writer of fiction, poetry, and short stories with a little romance on the side.  Sit back and  relax as the ink drips and the words flow.

The Writer’s Block

And so I struggle to find my home,
Through every alley and street I roam;
A brief stop in the corner café,
Peering out windows . . . foggy and dismal gray.

A cup of coffee awakens the mind
Allowing thoughts to slowly unwind;
A pastry made to fill the urge,
Words unwritten slowly merge.

Across the room as others glare,
My head in hands, as in prayer;
Another sip in hope to unlock,
A writer’s nightmare – the writer’s block.

The whispers travel through my ear,
Some I understand, some unclear;
The words are tangled, make no sense,
Every thought, so intense.

And so I struggled to this home,
Through every alley and street I roamed;
Stopping briefly in this corner café,
Peering out windows; foggy, dismal gray.

And here I take my pen in hand,
Paper wrinkled, dirty with sand.
All my thoughts were once entwined,
So now I write;
Across the pages of your mind.