Saturday, November 21, 2015

10 Things to Be Thankful For About a Home

This is the time of year to count our blessings and be truly thankful for all the good things in our lives. Sometimes we might take our homes for granted. But while we’re being mindful of the world around us and thinking about how our lives are enhanced by what we have, let’s take a moment to think about our homes. I suggest being proactive when it comes to maintaining your home so that your home can keep you warm and comfortable this holiday season. Here are some things to be thankful for in our homes. Read More...

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Autumn in Prince William County Virginia: Experience Our Natural Beauty

Whether you love to hike, camp, fish, horseback ride or simply enjoy the local plants and animals while you bask in autumn’s beauty, the Prince William County area has what you’re looking for. Here are just a few aspects of nature you can enjoy in this exceptional more

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Draft Poem


Dearest Friend,

I apologize for leaving you
alone for so long,
wondering if my wandering
had anything to do with you.
I'm so sorry. It did.

I admit, I couldn't look
your illness in the face,
the way your lipstick
slinks away now, guiltily
avoiding your medicated breath,
leaving a smear on your upper lip,
as if it skidded in last minute haste.

You see, cancer smells a certain way.
It's not quite like death, but more
like withering. IV be damned.
You'll shrivel, dry, disappear
into unknown at any moment,
quite possibly in front of me
as I hold too tightly
onto your crumbling hand.

You see, I am afraid.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

More Poetry for the Muse

Muse: the goddess or the power regarded as inspiring a poet, artist, thinker, or the like.

It's when I am half asleep
that the words fall out,
like potatoes from a broken bag.

The plastic can't contain them.
The whites of their eyes stare
at my insignificance compared
to the fervor of your words,

the crazy acts you inspire,
the way you warm me,
making me perfectly edible.  

Copyright 2015 KMG

Thursday, April 02, 2015

Invitation to Muse

I'd invite you
to my garden
to pour pungent
tea and sip
spring with me,

but you're rooted
in her arms,
and I'm alone
with jealous trees.

Wednesday, April 01, 2015


I tend to behave
on the phone.
Not when I write. 
Then, Muse
runs my mind,
and I trip,
addict of my
own imagination,
out of control
as a manic day.
Sun rises too quickly.
I spin on my own axis.
I wonder what
you think about,
while you drive
on back home.

Monday, March 30, 2015


My muse,
I am sorry
I abused
My privilege
Until you
I cannot blame you,
You with your
Greater nature.
I am the weakling here,
Eating you empty,
Like too much
Chocolate. Oh
How my stomach
Hurts after, as I
Watch you cringe.