Clarity in Muddied Waters

A Messianic Journey Through Pen and Peace. Writing from the Stillness Within.

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She was a phantom of delight When first she gleam’d upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment’s ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight’s, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From Maytime and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.

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  • Yellow

    It’s yellow. I’m sure it is. The glowing light which ripples its way through my body. It has to be yellow. Not a bright yellow, not a dark yellow, but a subtle yellow. A yellow with the grace of a dancer, the grace of a feather gliding towards it’s resting place. A warmth that flecks…

  • Fake friends

    Falling. Waiting for the moment when someone catches you and embraces you in a warm manner. But that moment doesn’t come. You’re left struggling. You’re left to pick up the pieces and drag yourself up to the task of brushing away the hurt, the confusion. Pain. The people surrounding you, influencing you are willing to…

  • Original Photography #9

  • Original Photography #5

    Through the Trees

  • Easter

    Shiny, crackling foil sits, protecting luscious hunks of chocolate. Bunnies peer from tables, while little sweet and sticky eggs peek out from nooks and crannies. They wait and wait, until the moment comes when a chubby hand reaches out and plucks them from their hiding spot. Noise erupts as children (and adults😊) shout with glee…