I wondered if the fixed smile–as I perceived it–wasn’t also a wince from hurt carried constantly conscious. Inescapable.
Tag Archives: midlife
Searching for the word “compassion.” A two-person chat
Love is a mess of romance and compassion. Compassion can remain.
Inspired by Susan C
As, by aging, wisdom besets me absent volition, a realization unfolds from within… some interpersonal relationships perhaps born of transaction or convenience evolve to survive…
Glow sticks break before they glow? Not exactly…
The glowing contents remain inside after the rigid but fragile compartment shatters.
Words in “Messiah”
The second word in “messiah” includes “me”—“mess.”
Cold starts in nature’s cathedral. Cheryl
Do you feel the flaming tongues of Nature’s cathedral licking at your heart yet?
Feel with Neil 