A Heart Needs Only Its Own Voice

A Poet's First Contract Is With Truth.

My Primary Motivation For Writing Is To Communicate My Perceptions And Insights Into The Human Condition, In A Way That May Provide Understanding, Comfort, And Company To Others.

The Body Knows No Pain, Not Like The Soul. At Least A Nerve Has Limits, A Body Part A Name. But The Soul... The Soul... There Is No Bandage - Even Crying Is In Vain.

Hot Air Expands, And Seriously Pompous Attitude Is The Inflation Of Choice By Those Lacking Substance.

There Is No Hospitality Like Understanding.