I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Quiet Solace

When stop means loss,

the ability to comprehend

steps away for a time,

replaced by fear,

a trepidation,

a yearning to understand.


While a beautiful sunrise

might dance the eyes,

a mind takes hold of that

indecisive state of choice.


We make them,

we hold them in retrospect

to the manner of solace

we all seek at one time.


Always our lives

drawn by a need,

when suddenly clarity

speaks a fond reprisal,

we might so easily forget

and need again.


I would call this depression,

instead, settle into indifference.

6 responses

  1. I dig it brother.

    Liked by 1 person

    October 5, 2015 at 1:02 am

  2. Nice

    Liked by 1 person

    October 5, 2015 at 1:24 am

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