My country is burning

Today I was reminded of growing up in the 70s and 80s in a small neighborhood near downtown Atlanta now known as Morningside/ Virginia Highlands. Things are a lot different now then they were when I was a kid or are they? And my heart is breaking. I love Atlanta, my hometown where I still …

For my last love ❤️ a poem by me

I am sifting through the heartache, picking through the remnants of the end of something we once called the great love of our lives. Now there’s only scraps, memories, dreams, visions of a smile and how you helped me up the stairs if I lost my balance; but something changed. You were not always the …