This is the personal writing site of Barry Hurd- online consultant, designer, writer, marketer, entrepreneur, and father.
This was written for a friend, who shall remain nameless.
In a private conversation, I declared that I was unfit for duty.
I told my friend that I could no longer wear a badge of honor.
Somehow, I found that the shadow of bravery crept over my soul,
and fell upon the silent ears of those who were […]
The inescapable loss of compassion is impossible to dismiss. Sometimes you casually find a stranger at a loss beyond words. Sometimes those words are so evasive even you cannot hear them. Sometimes they come from someone you care about, and the futile nature of being human holds you in a moment where nothing feels more […]
Doubt, my dim companion.
Why does my soul seem ill-content,
with a fraction of life
the sacrificial grace of torment.
The whole of me, lasting, longing,
that I breathe so deeply,
and it inspires greed, for more,
the very thing I cannot be.
Cannot my spirit be worth,
trivial compassion,
or do I find my value, dripping,
in a vein surrender I never succumb. […]
Insanity
1. not sane; not of sound mind; mentally deranged.
2. of, pertaining to, or characteristic of a person who is mentally deranged: insane actions; an insane asylum.
3. utterly senseless: an insane plan.
Oddly enough, scratching on my mind,
I hear rodents and thoughts of curious crime.
No I will not answer the door, oh no,
for I ask not more […]
When I fell asleep, I swear my eyes opened for the first time in my life.
I could feel what the day entailed, every breath seemed like a moment of delight.
When my slumber embraced me, I felt warm and comforted like I never had.
In a dream of things that I always wanted, yet never afforded in […]
I always have this hymn in my head, for reasons I don’t know why. I wrote it years ago and find myself singing it. Only a few hundred variations or so. I wonder about the statements often and the wording, perhaps thinking whether or not the light is me or someone else, the love of […]
So many people believe in me,
The things I see, what could be.
Should I just claim, “here I am?”
As I silently walk onto the stage
Uncovering myself, preparing to expose my fear.
I would rather, as my throat catches my voice,
Try to keep the beautiful butterflies down,
And hope, for one moment, that I am applauded.
There are not many […]
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 […]
Last Stand
In paradise, we find the most reward
The light of hope and of morning resurrection,
Of daring that we, above all else,
Are the chosen few who must survive.
The land, from rolling hills to perfect ocean shores,
Is the vision to which we will wake,
We will seek our destiny, with laughter and humility,
Against the fury of breaking waves,
As […]
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 […]