Why I rewrote the narrative of my life

The following excerpt is from my latest contribution to Elephant Journal. When I decided to change my life, the goal was not only to change who I am today but […]

I Like

A kiss on the cheek Soft and sweet Or tongues deep In secret communion A hand to hold While walking down the street Or tightly between the sheets Or gently […]

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A good heart

My vehicle Wasn’t always taken care of Old as it is It shows the scars Of its rough history It’s paint Lacks the luster of its early days The interior […]

This is the oilfield

It took everything I had to get to Fairview, Montana, 1,900 miles from home, and once I arrived it was not as promised. Some of it was good. Some of […]

Between Kisses

  Lips pressing gently Between soft words Sharing the story of our life In whispers Only we would understand Hands playing, searching, probing Seeking place and time to memorize Connecting […]

a road less traveled

I carry with me now every breathless thought that carried me to you a year ago each of them as full of life and energy as they were on the […]

A note about my recent posts

I know the reason most of you follow my posts here is because I unfailingly find good in even the most dire situations and that some of my more recent […]

Home

A little story about finding something I didn’t even know I’d lost.

Victories

Shit happens and there isn't a damn thing anyone can do about it but I am not defined by those things, I am defined by how I respond to them.

Storm

There was I time I thought of myself as "Stormchaser". It was a label I assigned to offset the difficult times that seemed to follow me as a way of reversing the odds. 

Something Lost

Something Lost

I see him walking down the street. Stumbling, mostly. Looking for something. alone, lonely, drunk and wasted, lost, looking for home