Harmony.... If there is power in kindness, harmony is the fuel that feeds it. ..... Accept the fact that others(even those you despise) have the same right to the pursuit of happiness as you.
Standing alone, I wonder why. No one is there to hear when I laugh, breathe, or sigh. What have I done? Have I been cast aside? Is this my Ego's fault, heavy laden with ugly pride? I have a choice of self pity or self-reflect. A challenge to my psyche, knowing not what to expect. … Continue reading Standing Alone, A poem By Raymond Roy. #Poetry
Why are you looking at me like that? Did I do something wrong? My senses suddenly become sharper,, ears feel hot, "tick...tock"..I hear a clock ticking nearby Tick tock, tick tock Survival mode, pupils dilate Tick Tock... Why is the door locked? Tick tock... I feel I should run but my feet weigh heavy like … Continue reading Frozen in Time by Raymond Roy
Image Credit: Dion Kaszas In remembrance of a good man I am standing still in a bit of shock, others walk toward a ticking clock. A legacy begins, life story complete, knowing God, has prepared a seat, Crooked smile, slicked back hair, to us “Uncle Larry”, to Aunty Mackie, simply,” Lair”. Cigarette hanging, and happy … Continue reading Legacy
I will rise.... Distant sunrise, cool morning breeze, above the clouds, I rise with ease. Like Ironman flying, I rise above, Seeing those that have passed, my heart fills with love. Gone is the weight of daily drama, Which one is better, Bush, Reagan or Obama? I will rise, here souls have no gender, doctrine … Continue reading “I Will Rise” by Raymond Roy #poetry #iwillrise
It was kissing you, spooning you, warming you with my body on wintry nights.
Gratitude For all that brings joy and for the challenges that shape me. Gratitude connects me to the best life has to offer.. To my family, friend and foe alike, I wish you peace this day. Amen -Goroyboy
For those familiar with the parable of The Prodigal Son The younger of two sons asks for his inheritance, he gets it, he blows it, Desolate, he returns, begging for a servents position in his fathers house. Father welcomes him, kills the fatted calf in celebration of his return. Elder son bitter at the younger, is … Continue reading The Prodigal Son(an epilogue)
. Years back, when I was a glass manager, day to day “problems” came with the job. Over my desk I remember I had posted the famous Einstein quote 'The significant problems we face, cannot be solved with the same level of thinking that created them”. It was a great reminder to cultivate creative“out of the … Continue reading An Open letter to my former Gracepointe family
When the Morning Comes By Raymond Roy The unexpected news right after the pep rally, made the understood plans of a Friday football game date and Saturday movie plans vanish. Standing outside the gym, stunned, in shock, as if struck in the heart with an ice pick. The drawing of a deep breath, a runny nose, … Continue reading “When the Morning Comes” by Raymond Roy