When will you catch up? I gave up on you, and it felt so good to be free again Don’t believe I didn’t feel your pain your pure longing your desperation I captured it all kept it inside of me like a live photograph I understood every human bone inside that kept your black cold…
Category: art to break hearts
Just passing through
Alone in Amsterdam and Rwanda
All Those Things you Carry
A poem
Unnoticed Notifications
More words
Said you missed the last train
God, it’s great to be back. My other “creative” outlets are just one night stands compared to writing and continuing 79sparrows. I have not been writing for myself or pleasure for years. I have, however, continued writing in plain language at my place of business. In my line of work, I need to be creative…
It’s been a while
You were majestic to watch, climbing out of the trenches. The battles you watched, the wars you attended. Your presence was better than modern medicine. They wait for your attendance. You wait in the bathroom, it’s not about an entrance. Rather, an escape from the confines of your own mind. Outside, the room is buzzing;…
Halfway There
For the disappointed lovers
Listen to Instrumental Dub
Trying something new Is oh so good for you When I first saw the word “Dub,” I assumed it was related to Dubstep and kind of kept my distance. Then one fateful day I stumbled upon the Instrumental Dub genre in Pandora and pushed play. According to Wikipedia, who knows everything, Dub is a genre…
Ten Fabulous Pics Explained
On any given day, I can fire up the Instagram app and view glimpses of life from all around the world. Admittedly, some people shouldn’t be allowed to use Instagram because they upload pictures of just about anything, like a group of Chinese tourists in their own lives. “Cheeseburger at McDonalds!” “My front door” “My…
Here comes the winter again
*photo by 79sparrows Moss Beach CA
The world & all its lovers
Here are some recent productions masterpieces… 😉 Just 5 quickies to share with you, Combining my poetry and photography. Seeing as I’m on the clock at work. 😦