We are the Choices We Make

We are the Choices We Make

The image is a composite of a foggy late evening in the woods and Black-eyed Susan’s and Queen Anne’s Lace…the cold and dark and warm and light…it’s always your choice!

Copyright © 2009 D L Ennis, All rights reserved.

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The Haunting in You

You can’t run from the haunting in you!

Your deed was dirty and evil in kind
Now you’re running for your life you’re loosing your mind
In the midnight forest in the mountains deep
Imagination wide open and your mind can’t sleep
What’s that sound to the left?
What’s that sound to the right?
What’s that sound that that you hear that goes bump in the night?
You set down to rest, your back to a large tree
But fear overcomes you, your mind’s on a spree
Of death and of terror…
And of things that approach you unnaturally
You feel your chest growing tight to your back
As the ground below you opens a crack
A hand reaches up from the cold dampen earth
And you beg to bargain, but what your life worth?
You scream as you promise to change your ways
If God will save you; give you back your lost days
Daylight comes and you’re back on the run
Will you run to the light?
Will you’re promise be done?
As you run you remember the dark will return
Betray your promise and tonight you may burn

You awaken from your nightmare but the damage is done
Do you turn yourself in?
Or do you really run?
You can’t run from yourself and you are what you do
The place where you live is the haunting in you

Copyright © 2009 D L Ennis

Writers block? Inspire and Motivate Your Imagination!

If you are experiencing writers block or just need to refresh your imagination a simple, interesting, and enjoyable way to do that is to get out in nature and or read scientific articles like this…I guess it’s really more like science news.

Monday night, or rather Tuesday morning at 3 am Molly, our puppy, got me up to take her out, so I did and when ever I am out like that at night I watch the stars, wish I could fly among them, any way I had a brief encounter with primordial man and how superstitions got started came to mind. I was standing there watching the stars and sky and in the distance a lone coyote was howling, I supposed, at the setting moon when suddenly a meteor shot across the sky and like I said for a fleeting moment I could have been a primeval man in total wonder of what I was hearing and seeing. I felt a slight moment of fear, superstition, and loneliness as man may have felt it in those times and I could just imagine this prehistoric soul going back to his cave, or what ever, and drawing his story on the wall. It thrilled me to death and I felt like I had never given enough thought to these things before and for that brief moment that I had time traveled back and experienced it. It was amazing and for me a spiritual experience!!!

I have had similarly experienced such feelings while visiting museums where they had exhibits of prehistoric man on display but for the most part I experienced the loneliness of it only.

Never have I ever experienced any of these feelings while watching a film on the same subject I think because of the sheer mechanics of making a film…I can’t help it, when ever I watch a movie I think as much about the writing and everything that went into making that film.

So, I guess the point of this is to say read scientific articles to inspire and motivate your imagination. Also, get out and experience nature, not just in parks and not just in the daylight Night can be a major motivator and inspirer of the imagination…it can take your mind to places and experiences that you will not find anywhere else. Graveyards at night are also good places to find inspiration. I would also suggest that you embrace any fear that may be derived form doing this instead of running from it. Sometimes, especially at night I will take a small handheld recorder with me to record my feelings (emotions), thoughts, and even catch some of the night sounds to use as I begin writing…

Copyright © 2008 D L Ennis

Hairy Old Buzzards

Years ago I played music for a living, from folk to jazz, sometimes I still get in the mood to write a song and when I do I jot down the words. I don’t have a guitar these days or I would record this for you to hear, but since you can’t hear it just think of the style of folk singer/songwriter John Prine and you’ll be close. Sing along! 🙂

I’m just a hairy old buzzard don’t have much good sense
I just sit around all day like a crow on a fence
Squawking and eating and making weird sounds
Just please don’t you mess with my hounds

Now when I was quite young I was hairy then too
But I smelled a sight better but with age that smell grew
There was a time when the women all made over me
Let’s see, oh yeah, when I was bout three

Yeah, hairy old buzzards they need their friends too
Don’t you sit down below us from where the wind blew
If your eyes start to water you’re in the wrong place
Our odor could damage your face
To run would be your saving grace

Now as the days pass me by my mind gives a try
To remember what I’m doing here
But it’s useless to think cause my minds on the blink
Oops, I’d better change my underwear

I’m just a hairy old buzzard don’t have much good sense
I just sit around all day like a crow on a fence
Squawking and eating and making weird sounds
Just please don’t you mess with my hounds


If this one brings a tear to your eye…just go to your happy place! 🙂

Wordsmith Extraordinaire—Jill Terry/Upcoming Release


If you don’t know the work of Jill Terry it’s time you do!

Jill bills herself as “Wordsmith Extraordinaire” and that is precisely what she is!

Do yourself a favor and discover the truly extraordinary works of my dear friend…Jill Terry!!!

Upcoming Release

Fragments from Being
A Short Story and Poetry Collective

Coming February 2008


 Also, check out Jill’ book…”Evil Incarnate“… Set in 16th century Central Europe… “…although it’s a work of fiction, all my characters are (were) real people and the story [Evil Incarnate] is based on actual events…”