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Tag Archives: fear
Yesterday, I watched Green Lantern starring Ryan Reynolds as the DC Comics hero. It was a fun flick … but it also had a pretty profound underlying message. The premise of the story is that there is an intergalactic police … Continue reading
I tend to write a lot about fear. The following snippet or very short story was written in October 1984 and explores how our own mind can be our worst enemy. The young lad sat on a tree stump, sniffling. … Continue reading
Written during the 1984/1985 school year. I’m falling! Falling slowly to the ground. Drifting I’m drifting on a breath of air Softly, I’ve landed on a soft, green surface. I’m not afraid, Anymore.
Written in 1983. Shadows of images. Images of shadows. Ghost of my nightmare. Monster of my dream. Who are you who hides in my closet? Why do you stalk me? My veins are filled with fear of you. But then, … Continue reading
I received a box of Leadership window cards this week. There are 30 in a pack and you are supposed to open one each day. The first one I opened said “Turn toward the fear.” That phrase inspired today’s haiku. … Continue reading
This week’s haiku is a little dark. Not because I’m depressed — in fact, life has been pretty good lately and I’m happy — but because I wrote it while listening to Stella Pope Duarte talk about facing your fears … Continue reading
Written Feb. 7, 1983. I stay inside the dark and weary castle keep. It is lonely. I know loneliness. She is my friend. Outside is cold. There are many vicious things out there. The many pronged whip that beats on … Continue reading