This is the personal writing site of Barry Hurd- online consultant, designer, writer, marketer, entrepreneur, and father.
When I closed my eyes, I began to dream. I was a child, holding myself in imagination and wonder. Not like the tattered old suit who passed me on the street, or the fine pair of shoes that cautiously crosses the street.
No I was like I was when I hid in the forest of blades […]
In a lonely place, I said farewell
No longer could I dwell,
And I left no sign of personal relation
As divine words, became my hope of salvation
No trace on these crimson skies
Just thoughts chiseled within the question why.
Days of failing memory,
Distant things I cannot convey.
The stemmed roses in a field of dream,
Reminded me of things no one […]
I don’t get too much time these days to stop and smell the roses, sometimes however sweet they are. Rather I ask myself if I remember what roses smell like. Ironically, I find myself lacking that memory. People often fail to realize if they will miss the moments of life they love, and yet I […]
If I came across your profile,
would I wonder about you,
whether you enjoy the background,
the music that no one else hears,
or if you stand on the stage of life
and scream into the crowd.
If I came across your profile,
could I dare to think it defines you,
the way you eat breakfast in the morning
or laugh at whimsical musings […]
Today I arrived at a place, called home.
My son was in the car with his friend, laughing.
I was carrying my keys, holding his hand.
Telling him how wonderful life was, if only a moment to enjoy.
The sky was blue, with tender drops of cool rain falling down.
Yet we were happy, in peaceful seconds as father and […]
I’m sure, that you may agree,
That our dreams may hold the answers.
The memories of our life, the notes of all our desire.
Every phrase of care, of loving words that we have spoken.
The moments in the fire that defined our lifelong yearning,
and of cherished times laying at our feet that feel so broken.
These dreams are the […]
I wondered when the gray sky would clear,
for in the day,
it was the sun, for whatever reason I adored,
and at night,
the brilliant sparkle of so many dreams above.
I wondered, as I looked to the heavens,
was this a childish fantasy,
to believe in something I couldn’t see,
a dream being lived,
or memory long forgotten.
I wondered, if my life […]
In our childhood, we are told
to dream of things that will never be.
Embrace the sentiment, the sub-conscious
and all the desires we have never spoken.
These are the lost moments of our wonderland,
the deep echo that thunders in our infancy.
Yet it is our world, the moment to be recalled,
as the birthday passes and our life becomes familiar.
It […]
Can you ever dream
sleeping in a place where you never wake
conscious oblivion,
standing in a moment you can’t take
I wonder, peacefully breathing, no screaming
as peaceful blue waters pull me down
is this wish that just won’t break
as my pride throws me around
hopeless or hopeful,
desiring nothing more than breath
to feel myself believe again
and find a way to need,
as […]
Once,
before I learned to doubt
I was free
Beyond the constraints of reality
And living in the substance of imagination
I was
Simply defined
A true spirit who did not know
How far my world would allow me to travel
Before finding myself, simply unique
No one
Understood
The deep passion in my breath
The heartfelt charity I would never regret
Yet I was simply me, an individual […]