If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead

(to my boys) Read a lot, dream as often as you want, believe in the moments that define you, speak from the heart, give what you can, laugh when it hurts, cry when you’re happy, love without the promise of something back, and live as if I am always with you. Sign in to see full entry.

My dad recently retired from teaching Agriculture Education for 34 years. Each year, agriculture education holds the annual FFA banquet. The officers and advisor (my dad) perform the official FFA Ceremony - Opening Ceremony. Each one sits beside an emblem that stands for something. Follows is the... Sign in to see full entry.

In a heart beat, in a single breath, and in a simple moment, your world changed; your heart skipped a beat; you lost your breath; and time stopped. Yet everyone around you kept on moving to the beat as if it were a never-ending song, breathing in life like it was an infinite promise, and ignoring... Sign in to see full entry.

take me away; sometimes far away to places I'm destined to go. Where pain is released and joy is safe. It is quiet there, soft and tender, protected from the sounds of my life, and a break from the delusions of my world. They take me away so that I can reach them, put them in their place and speak... Sign in to see full entry.

Who are you on the other side of the comment? are you a mother a father a college student? Who are you in your silent room just as I, escaping to a place that few in your life could understand (if you even dare tell them)? Who are you out there reading me while I read you? Could you be a friend? Sign in to see full entry.

Alone again you leave me as you come and go freely, breaking me with your exits punishing me with each return. I am not your failure your misfortune your mistake. I wasn’t broken, why did you try to fix me? Sign in to see full entry.

How many years has it been? I’ve thought of you so many times, but never thought I’d see you again. Yet here you are, my dear friend, reminding me of who I am. Your smile is a sight for sore eyes. Your presence warms my heart and comforts my silent, dejected cries. Don’t leave me again to face this... Sign in to see full entry.

Looking for myself, misplaced in my Ordinary world, I Sometimes feel like I can Touch the very essence of my soul. Sign in to see full entry.

As many of you know, I am going through a divorce. I have not written much lately. Usually I can embrace what is going on in my life and put it into words... but this I can't, not right now. I am going through so many emotions, so many highs and lows. And in the middle of all of this, my external... Sign in to see full entry.

Into the night and across the fields, his light would flicker, and I flicked back. On the phone we giggled, cause we could see each other flashing our lights, and we somehow thought it brought us closer to each other. It was our secret, our private moments; as the town rested, and our folks dozed in... Sign in to see full entry.