The measure of words
Poem
Short and sweet
Rhyming, timing, symbolizing
Still words run deep
Narrating, describing, climaxing
Rich and full
Prose
Poem
Short and sweet
Rhyming, timing, symbolizing
Still words run deep
Narrating, describing, climaxing
Rich and full
Prose
Working on the lines,
it’s just another day of
working on the lines.
I received the final proof copy of book 3 in the mail today – and, frankly, the cover looks awful. So I’m going to delay the release until I get that sorted out, because I don’t want to sell something that looks like this to anyone.
This might be the first cover I’ve designed, but I’m not going to use that as an excuse for such poor quality. I want better, and you deserve better.
Thank you for your patience. I’ll let you know as soon as this gets corrected.
I have loved and lost,
and buried my heart so I
would not love again.
The storm and the song
carry me along
through war and strife,
this tumultuous life,
to where I belong.
I’ve been working on my third publication over the past few months and I’ll be finalizing the last of the details by the end of the week.
The title of my third book is, “2011: The Year I was in Love”. It will contain my work from March of 2011 through the end of that year.
I’m publishing it as both a paperback through CreateSpace and Amazon and as an ebook through the Kindle store. I’ll post links as soon as everything is ready, which should be within the next week.
Take care whom you hold –
unworthy arms will never
treat you with respect.
All of the noise
from the girls and boys
makes me crawl in my skin;
their damnable din
challenges my poise.
The words that hurt most
come from the mouths of those whom
we most desire praise.
I am dumbfounded;
the words catch in my throat, and
they refuse to budge.