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Cloud in My Hand – A Poem

I can feel the storm gathering within me, an unexplained torrent of emotion that has no name or cause. It builds within me the whole day, begging for release. It has become too big for my body to hold and I watch as white...

The Author’s Journey with Mony Dojeiji

In August, I was asked to be on The Author’s Journey with Mony Dojeiji. I was honured to be the on the first episode ever taped. Though out the interview, we talked about my journey as a writer, from where I began with my...

We Can Become – A Poem

A year ago, you asked me to be your Husband. A year ago, you gave me your heart and I gave you mine when I said yes. A year ago, you asked me to build a life with you, to build a pathway towards...

The Renaissance Press Book Bash!

Hey Everyone! Check it out! On Sunday, September 3rd, 2017, Renaissance Press is having a Book Bash! It’s the official launch for Lust and Lemonade and lots of other fantastic books by very talented authors! Here’s everything you need to know: What: The Renaissance...

When I Was Diagnosed/What I Didn’t Know – A Poem

When I was diagnosed, I thought my life was over. What I didn’t know was that it was just beginning. When I was diagnosed, I wanted to give up, to let the darkness claim me. What I didn’t know was that my light would...

With Half a Heart – A Short Story

Sometimes, he felt as if the train was part of him. As he sat there, looking out of the windows at the scenery changing, he could feel the movement of the train under him and it seemed to hum inside his skin. It was...

Free E Books!

My Birthday is in August, less then two weeks away. Therefore, August is my Birthday Month! I figured that I am probably not the only person who is celebrating their birthday in August, so why not give away some free ebooks? Good things come...

A Whole New Look!

You may have already noticed a change around here. I’ve got a new web site! It was created by Cait Gordon of Dynamic Canvass https://dynamiccanvas.ca/  Isn’t it gorgeous?! So, why the new look? Well, I wanted something a bit more uplifting and a lot...

Pathway to Myself – A Poem

I’m walking along my path. It is made of white sandstone and as the sun moves over its surface, there is an answering shine from the sand, as if the sun has passed over flecks of sand that are made of diamonds. I can...

Capturing the Sun – A Poem

 

I’ve been trying for a long time to find the words.[image error]

It’s not enough to say I’m merely grateful for you,

not nearly enough.

You not only make my life better,

you make me a better man.

When we first met,

my life was one of unease and fear,

and I regarded everything,

everyone,

as if I were a deer in the headlights.

Even though you saw that in me,

you still took my hand,

held me close,

and told me you loved me.

I’ve been looking for the words high and low,

but they have been evading me.

I have looked into the skies,

the trees,

and upon the ground I walk on,

but they aren’t there.

I want you to know how much you mean to me,

how much you’ve changed my life,

made it into a dream that’s reality,

created a new chapter for me,

when I thought all of the pages were filled.

I look into the clouds to see,

if by chance,

they have written the words I want to say to you.

All I see are white wisps filled with wishes waiting to be made,

but I don’t see the words I want to say to you.

You’ve rewritten my life and given me the world,

but more than that,

you’ve given me your heart and the magic it holds within,

a gift beyond anything I have ever received.

I look down to the ground again and there,

hiding in the grass,

is a pen.

I pick it up and feel a thrum running through it and it occurs to me:

I don’t have to look for the words,

because they are inside me.

They’ve been inside me the whole time.

So, here I sit,

the world moving around me as I try to make the world slow down,

as I try to capture the sun and put it on the page.

You are the sun to me that brightens my day,

you are the wind that moves me to do better,

you are the sky to me,

filled with limitless possibilities,

and you are the ground to me,

solid,

firm and supportive,

keeping me from falling.

You are everything great to me,

you embody and are everything beautiful,

and I am so very grateful for you.