Author Archives: W. Wayne B.
Today I am walking through the rain. I brace against the cold with every step. I will not try to predict the weather. I cannot describe where the breeze is from. I do not know where the wind is going. … Continue reading
When did the economy begin to fail? Some players were rushing ahead. Others had faltered as society crumbled. I can explain it to you, but does it matter? My friends were troubled by the changes. One had to leave his … Continue reading
To trace the outline of my life, I use a simple pen and paper. Sometimes I use colors. Sometimes black is good enough. I do not share my insights. My thoughts are deep and personal. I grow stronger each time … Continue reading
As the mercury slumps in the cold night, I watch the stars glow in bright clusters. I capture the signs of winter in my heart. Silent snowflakes fell into a white blanket. The whistling wind adds to the hardship. In … Continue reading
Sometimes life is fun. You have someone or something to fight against. One can find a passion that feels like life itself. Tomorrow can’t come soon enough. Sometimes life is painful. You have a problem too large. One finds that … Continue reading
There is a silent village near the river It flowers with a beautiful people The summer sun shares its bounty Their nature grows pure and strong This river flows from distant mountains Its clear water teems with watery life The … Continue reading