The Artist Within
When you tell me I care too much, I wonder why you care so little. When you call me emotional, I wonder why you...
Friends – The Color Of Sadness
It was early October with a gentle chill in the air. The resort town was empty and quiet with many of the shops boarded...
Fences
A single robin.
Daffodils and hyacinths bursting from the warm soil.
Chipmunks waking from their long winter naps in search of food.
Longer days and shorter nights.
The...
My Life As A Computer
And so it begins, another day as an object outstretched from the technology that enslaves us. We can not live in the here in...
Snow Day
A Wisconsin winter snowstorm is always a special day. The moment the snow starts to fall children begin to wish for the famous “snow...
Magical Ice Skates
I grew up on the shores of Lake Michigan in Wisconsin. Back when I was growing up there were no video games to play...
An Artful Being
My story. Where exactly do you start but from the beginning? I was born with the name Raissa Veronica Feledick. Just try to have...
The Lighthouse, The Lake, And The Moon.
The Lighthouse is a beacon to those that sail near the shores of Lake Michigan. The Wind Point Lighthouse is at the outer most...
The Truth Tree
We all need to be able to feel safe somewhere, with someone, sometime. For me, that place was a tree that had horizontally emerged...
Inner Murmur
Silence, I love the silence. I love the times where there is no noise that surrounds me. I love the complete quiet of my...