Past

In late March of 1964, my ex-wife and I got some news;
We were going to need a bedroom, painted...

The roots come from the ages that we sometimes forget
We shelter ourselves with love instead of...

i can feel myself drifting away
farther and farther from the small things i love
small, but...

Its my fate and how i deal with it that makes me whom i am.
I am me and me beats any of lifes hands...

I think I don't feel for you anymore
There is nothing there
What remains are the thoughts of...

I just don’t know what’s wrong with me.
I can’t shake off these feelings, I can’t break free....

Dipped in deep water
Buried with all kinds of emotion
Perception, rejection
Confusion...

Letting go
Of what seems like years of pain
that festers up and drains.
The past that...

A window opening far through the turbulent dust of the past,
A doorway appearing across the haze of...

Starting afresh, eyes awake and squinting in the brilliance of morning sunshine.
Through the...

Hidden from sight, locked into darkness
the key retained… but..
for safe keeping sequestered...

Is a crime less wrong with the passage of time?
Can evil be diluted through the years?
Does...

"With each sentence rendered,
I show my soul bare.
I dig down deep in me,
to show all...

Twix a mixture of then and now
That will make what is afar
Twas the roots that
...

The sun setting on another bitter day,
as snow falls through cold memories
on frozen waves...

I keep the past in boxes
On differing levels.
Those that caused me the most pain
Are...

Push on forward
Don't look back
The past is waiting
To attack
The present...