HarryH3rd

Tag: thoughts

  • Religion

    I tiptoe around directly speaking of religion. It is not because I do not believe. It probably is because I do believe. In fact, I believe very strongly. I will also say, it was not always easy. It was not always so heartfelt. It was not always my decision to participate. In fact, I strayed…

  • My legacy

    As I journey through life, I oft times struggle with what my legacy will be. As if, this is something I get to determine by conscious thought. The truth of the matter, my legacy will be determined by those who survive me and the impression I made on them. It is their interpretation of my…

  • Anyone listening?

      The opening stanzas of Demi Lovato’s Annyone are heart breaking.   I tried to talk to my pianoI tried to talk to my guitarTalked to my imaginationConfided into alcohol   I tried and tried and tried some moreTold secrets ’til my voice was soreTired of empty conversation‘Cause no one hears me anymore   A…

  • Years ago

    There are people that visit your life that make an indelible impression. They will never understand the impact they had on you. They will never know how much you think about them even many years later. Those most stuck in my mind, affected me in such a deep manner, yet, even then, I knew, it…

  • Foundations

    When you build a house, you start with a solid foundation. It has to reach to bedrock. It is grounded. It has to be significant because it is the basis for building your house to make sure that it endures. Storms will come and go, and if your foundation is solid. Your house will survive.…

  • Tragedy

    As a society, where have we gone wrong? Obviously, something changed within us as a people because we see so many horribly, tragic attacks taking the lives of innocent people. Yet, we are agitated for several days and then go back to our normal life, because for the most part, the attack did not directly…

  • 2025

    Life—that’s all I have, one simple word, or is it?

  • Embrace

    The peace of early morning holds me As if it is the embraces of a love long forgotten. The comfort of a lover given to an exhausted mind Allowing but a brief moment of respite, From the constant cacophony of the world. The world blares loudly es the sun peaks above the horizon. Storm clouds…

  • Hurricane

    Sometimes the bad winds blow memories of you to me. When that happens all those emotions come back to me in the rush of the breeze. They sweep over me and knock me off my feet as I remember that what was and what could have been. Knocked off balance with the gust of emotion…

  • My Story

    My Story Another morning, another blank page staring at me, waiting for my pen to scratch my life experience and wisdom. Waiting for me to tell once or to tell once again a story, an experience or an observation. And here I sit, struggling, pen in hand but no wisdom or anecdote readily flows on…