Just A Start By A. Klesath

Shedding skin once againHard to know where to beginWhen up is down and wrong is rightIt seems there is no end in sight Battles fought but never wonSome are praised and some are shunAnger, hatred, fear and violenceIt seems there is no peace or silence A great man once said at the endThe only way…

I Do Not Consent by A. Klesath

I do not consent to my humanity being stripped away and no amount of persuasion will convince me otherwise. I am a woman, HEAR ME ROAR! I am a wife, a mother, a sister, and a daughter. What does that mean you say? I am full of love. I was created by love. I can…

No Part by A. Klesath

I want no part of the insanity which is our state our condition right now. I want no part of the insanity which has surpassed vanity in a magnitude of disproportion. Sinister division is mounting to a point of no return. The fast moving train with no breaks has surfaced like a dragon spewing fire…

Conquering Fear through a Motorcycle by A. Klesath

Heart pounding, mind racing as I sit on the motorcycle waiting to gain the courage to move forward. I have ridden a motorcycle for a few years but last year I went flying through the air while my motorcycle remained stationary. One year later I sit upon a new motorcycle waiting to gain the courage…

The Birth of a Miracle by A. Klesath

The day you were born was one of the happiest and scariest days of my life. This sweet baby they laid on my chest screaming from the horror of being pulled out of a nice warm dark place and being put in a cold bright place. Oh, how you screamed at the top of your…

Baby Blue by A. Klesath

When you were born it was a hot summer day. You came so quickly I had barely enough time to breathe. The midwife scrambled to get ready and begged me to hold on. However, you came at your own pace; fiercely fast and racing to come out. From my position I couldn’t see you and…

Strength in Numbers by A. Klesath

At my grandmother’s funeral I sit on the front row watching my mother speak. I am always in awe watching her stand so confidently in front of a crowd. She always speaks clearly and always smiles. Her 4’11” frame barely rises over the podium. As I watch her speak so highly of her mother I…

Lessons from Smoke by A. Klesath

I had a wonderful black lab/pit bull mix for 12 long years. She was my best friend, my confidant, my shadow, and my guru. She was friendly to everyone and loved to chew on rocks. I miss her even though she died five years ago. Thankfully, in the short time I had her she taught…

Almost Home by A. Klesath

Almost Home Life is a funny thing sometimes. The people you meet everyday who can change your perception. We walk along most days with blinders on. We only see what we want to see as we get up and go to work or where ever it is we feel we need to be. We close…