Tumbling thoughts on a rumbling train

Once again, the wheels screeched along the whistle and rumbles of the train. I waved through the tinted glass to my little sister, expecting her to begin sobbing any moment.  She didn't.  Maybe the tiny girl had really grown up. Maybe her heart is being replaced with heavier emotions bit by bit, and her head…

Twice four steps

Once in a summer haze of smiles Twice four steps stumbled together Falling upon the same winding path Together for a second Then far apart.

Down the stepwell of questions

So, today was pretty much insignificant. Insignificant, i.e.- something that doesn't hold importance. Right? But what's important and what's not? That is the question.    Shakespeare makes an appearance in my head, and says: "Human emotions and beauty is... " Hawking says: "God plays dice, whatever is important, isn't here, isn't this!" Rowling came, and…

So please yourself

eyes cannot see. eyes cannot see in the dark.  so what lies hidden for light to yet reveal, or to be in blemished black rotting to oblivion a truth that must be known yet remains in the folds of pursed up sinner lips. such is the dark. that eyes cannot see. so please yourself with…