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Archive for the 'Daily thoughts' Category

The essence of dreams forgotten

Sunday, June 22nd, 2008

I wish that my life,
Could be remembered,
As if someone cared.
Wanting and hoping,
For when the day comes,
And they recall.
I wish for so many things
Curious and cluttered dreams,
That fade into a place I cannot go,
Where I may find myself,
Trying to hold on,
To just one.
I wish to be,
So unfettered by such desire.
Believing myself to be true,
Searching for […]

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The Saddest Day

Thursday, June 19th, 2008

The saddest day
I tried once to sing. Breathing in a moment of dreaming, trying to believe.
Yet the essence of my world was intangibly transparent.
In my tears my voice left me, sweet begging asking for forgiveness that wouldn’t come.
My heart had left my spirit to succumb to the effort of despair,
The futile effort of trying so […]

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Meaningful things

Tuesday, June 17th, 2008

People are, by genetic definition and historical observation, pack animals. We are not designed to be individuals with isolation. We are created by our very nature to relate and communicate. As individuals any one of us is tragically flawed- the very items that give us strength in the right situation also give us weakness in […]

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Some people

Wednesday, March 19th, 2008

Some people ask themselves questions, some listen.
In a few of us, the conversation is often fluid and whimsical,
and in others we just find ourselves sitting in the wind.
My thoughts are tones of trivial nature,
wrapping themselves upon a canvas of presence.

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The Handshake

Saturday, March 8th, 2008

I am, a humble gentleman.
Kindly tipping my unworn hat,
as if the frequent stranger
was my kindest friend.
For all that I was,
would I not be something more,
if only I was wise enough,
to open each and every door.
What more could I be?
The last time I say hello,
the first time I said good-bye,
to which my friendship has no […]

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The Truth of Being a Crow

Monday, January 21st, 2008

After flying long and hard,
I find myself tired.
My wings, glossy and beautiful,
seemingly go unnoticed.
For the way I see,
I am alone, always wanting,
Amongst those who mimic me,
who give my image ill repute.
Within my eyes,
the ebony black definition of loss,
a place where no dreams survive,
Empty as my hope to fly.
Dear eagle, why am I not your […]

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A little poetic, a little life

Thursday, December 6th, 2007

To the people who try, the people who forgive. To the people who find themselves standing alone when they’ve done things right, but everyone thinks it is wrong. To the people who try, when trying means sacrificing the last breath you have.
Do not give up, do not lose hope. Do not give in, and do […]

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Afraid of the Dark

Tuesday, October 16th, 2007

When I was a kid, I was afraid of the dark. You wonder as an adult, if there are monsters you imagine in life, or if life is simply something that details the playing shadows of night. Sometimes we grow over them, sometimes we don’t. As life went on, I knew the things worth being […]

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Daily writing, a little bit of life.

Sunday, October 14th, 2007

I was listening to the sounds of laughter, voices trying to entertain my thoughts as I wandered down the corridors of life in the city. I found myself browsing through the daily colors I was seeing, the attitude of the mysterious faces I passed by, and the mixture of opinions that were not my own. […]

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Sometimes, I feel like the year.

Monday, October 8th, 2007

I asked the winter sleep, biting my tongue
As sweet drops of spring fell,
and lost themselves to summer’s memory.
I wondered if I could feel passion
the lasting lust of forever
gracing my spirit like winter’s embrace.
If only for one second, not frozen
the question could be answered,
that I would be warm, hopeful.
I would find myself tenderly falling
comforted by […]

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