We each are but a grain of sand on a beach, a cog in a great time piece. We are surrounded, yet solitary, wanting to be part of the whole while aching to be individual. We search for those special connections, reaching out with hope but holding back with trepidation, our hearts wanting one thing when our minds are saying something different. Yet within this battle, despite the scars, we somehow manage to find love, hope, companionship, and purpose, ultimately without surrendering our ability to find that necessary peace within ourselves. We Walk Alone examines the journeys we take in our head. It's about the struggle to connect with people and the world around us
And my publisher is having a giveaway of another poetry collection, to be released on August 22, 2014 also. It discusses the three things we should never talk about in public, sex, politics and religion-all in verse of course. Enter to win here.
Through A Cannabis Haze and Rose-Colored Glasses
(A Twisted Look at Sex, Religion and Politics... in verse, of course)
Anthony Weiner’s crotch-shots, Mylie’s twerking, government not working, and a boatload of stupidity fill our days and our newspapers. Perhaps it’s time to put some of that into perspective – in poetry – that makes no pretense at being delicate, politically correct or even a bit cautious. Nothing is sacred in this collection of jabs and observations… not even baseball. Of course, it's not all jabs and pokes, but it's all delivered without hesitation, and oft with a tad of sarcasm
(A Twisted Look at Sex, Religion and Politics... in verse, of course)
Anthony Weiner’s crotch-shots, Mylie’s twerking, government not working, and a boatload of stupidity fill our days and our newspapers. Perhaps it’s time to put some of that into perspective – in poetry – that makes no pretense at being delicate, politically correct or even a bit cautious. Nothing is sacred in this collection of jabs and observations… not even baseball. Of course, it's not all jabs and pokes, but it's all delivered without hesitation, and oft with a tad of sarcasm