I wrote a new story today, posted up on its own page: WHEN YOU LIVE IT
All Posts By: Byron McCoy
EACH AND EVERY DAY
There are many days I pray Just to find a little sense; In search of understanding to The greater point of this: Love each other, everyone, However yours may show. Live the good. Speak it too. Let your love be known. Own mistakes. Accept their ends. Then make another start; Living a better […]
EXTREMES
There are days I feel alive,Others when I don’t;Times when I will share my heartAnd others when I won’t. I cannot force myself to give.It will come, if it is right.Other times, it won’t express,No matter how I try.
FEEL
I feel joy greatly, hurt and pain—the same. I share the one, hold others in Until the first comes back again. I write to let the others free In ways someone may see, and feel, Without thinking less of me. There are times when I smile, Just to keep the other off. No, […]
WAIT AND SEE
If it happens, let it beAnd if not, wait and see.Perhaps a future lies ahead,Another chapter still unread; Growing perspective in the wait:No not today, but later date…Do not force, let it be;If not today, in time, we’ll see.
A FEW DROPS OF WATER
“If it had not rained in the night between the 17th and the 18th of June, 1815, the fate of Europe would have been different. A few drops of water, more or less, decided the downfall of Napoleon. All that Providence required in order to make Waterloo the end of Austerlitz was a little […]
WHAT WE SEE
I used to write with a focus for struggle, disillusionment, and loss. Hardship and hurt were the lenses through which I wrote. Hemingway wrote this way until he blew his brains out, alone, in a depression he designed. Fitzgerald wrote the same, but in a softer light, until he drank himself to death. Steinbeck […]
ONLY GOOD
I don’t worry if I’m wrong. I know my heart is good. There were seasons when I did, More than I ever should; That left me broken, left me dark, Denied the good within my heart; But such has passed and now I see, Again, the good that is of me; And if […]
TESTING FATE
Why do men test fate? Is it foolishness, destiny, or is such decided by observers only after the end is written—for better or worse—when what becomes of a definitive act and a life course after is learned and known, and we are free to critique the consequence of another on whom we affix a […]
GOOD TO ME
I just want to make you smile, brighten up your day; Share a little happiness with thoughts I wish to say. Doesn’t the world seem better when we share the good we see? This is what I wish to do, and You are Good to me.