Sometimes sentiment lies in the silence of doing nothing

When the little things of life spark no peculiar interests

But in the absence of the chaos that surrounds us within and without

Is the snuffed out whisper calling out for a hand

To take flight and touch the sky

To paint canvases and ignite flames

To write the story buried deep inside our hearts

And start something beautiful in the undisturbe...

My heart in your hands.

You shaped me to perfection

in your house of cards....

There’s something about the gentle breeze that grazes my skin,

The skittering leaves that move through the wind,

And the smiling sun softly warming me up,

That takes me back to the good times.

The times when family was just a door away,

When hot showers could last all day,

And having a meal simply required a walk down the stairs.

But these refreshing times in the great outdoors,

Also remind me t...

It’s a strange thing

You know

Starting to like someone

That one moment you see them

And your body rewires

Moves some thoughts

Attaches certain feelings to sights

So that it’s no longer

“It’s just James”

To

“Oh my gosh, it’s James”

And your cells start going into overdrive

When you see him up close

Face to face

They go crazy

Short circuit

Start sending fire to your cheeks

But then they're li...

I sit on the cloudtops

And look down at the world

At that tiny little sphere

Where I hope to make a stir

Swaying trees beckon to me

The hushed wind calls my name

I siddle off my comfort place

And head for the sea

The waves tickle my toes

My feet burrow in the sand

I listen for gentle whispers

Calling me to take a stand

I pretend to be someone

I wish to be known

Acknowledged by passerby

Thanked...

I know why the caged bird sings

Its melancholic tunes that drift over the seas.

It beckon to us —

The city and the world —

And hopes for someone to notice its hurts.

I know why the caged bird sings

Its determined melodies that rise above the trees.

It wishes to soar —

Spread its wings in the sky —

And fly like an eagle so mighty and high.

I know why the caged bird sings

Its pensive notes that mo...

I’m treading this uncharted land

desperately searching for the feel of your gentle hands.

You've carried me through the dark times and drought,

But where have you disappeared to

For I need you to start the plow.

Every word of love you steadily poured

filled my cup and left me wanting more.

The caring whispers and hearty laughs

brought joy to my soul and bubbles to my bath.

The constant texts at...

What would you do with a pencil that can draw anything into reality?

When Tina is given a Pomelli Pencil, she decides to create the family she’s always dreamed of. One with a caring father and a sober mother. However, as drawings are made and her life progresses, she quickly realizes things aren’t as simple as that.

And then there’s Clara.

Throughout her childhood, Clara hardly got a taste of...

Flying might seem a little scary

And the height, a tad bit sickening

Ignore all that, okay?

Today I'm going to show you

How to overcome all those fears inside

Think about all the good things

Remember everything cheery

Understand that nothing will go wrong

Since there's only goodness within you

Trust in these memories and everything will go smoothly

After your mind has been filled with those thou...

Sitting on a chair

Penning my thoughts and feelings

While music softly plays

Eating bags of chips

Waiting for inspiration

To fill my mind

Words come, my hand flies

Poems and books come to life

Then I click on send...