Author Archives: tarringovaughan

Sometimes I feel like a bird without wings, unable to fly; no strength to glide, no way to escape, emotions hidden inside. Like a bird I was born to soar and fly through the winds of challenge. I was born to spread my wings and rise to the greatest of altitude accelerating through the skies […]

  I woke up one time in the 1920’s.  A slight drool tickled my chin as it dripped down on the current edition of “The Crisis”.  I was a long way from home and along way from my time as I sat at a small table off to the side   in a little Blues […]

There are times where I’m just an admirer and there are times… when I am the admired but for all that I’ve become I still fear at times those unfamiliar eyes that stare at me. There are people who either e-mail me or comment why write these diaries. They say there is nothing wrong with […]

    We were Boston – on a damp day in May we made our way from Fenway Park through the crowded excitement of Yawkey Way,   we traveled through the energy of the strong, hearts saddened by recent tragedy yet united as one through the hearts of a city proud   We marched through […]

Somewhere a poet is crying because he can I’ve traveled to many places in this world without leaving the destination of my front window.  There are days I sit and allow my mind to explore and reach out in a transpiration of thought.  I search for new views and interpretations in a world where everyone […]

    I remember the fun, the music and dreams we shared together- the growth, the tears and fears we felt together, the lessons, the laughs and the goals we experienced together   this campus showed us how to be grownups, it introduced us to new friendships meant to last forever.  These dormitories housed our […]

Sometimes I hate when I’m supposed to love. I stare off into cluttered windows watching the eyes of my heart dilate into fragments of distance loudly shattering in the destination of this world unhealed. Those are the times I am numb when I’m supposed to feel holding on to pain I didn’t even know I […]

Our hearts ticked in a rhythmic passion as time slowly drifted into the deep hours of our eye’s embrace and as we admired every trace of each other’s face we danced; we danced to the music of soft whispers as the magic of the night became our playground – an exploration of a new found […]

It was just me, warm beer, the phone and a clock as I sat there in the dark spotlights of loneliness. A Friday night and I was sitting alone staring off into the past wondering if I said the wrong thing or maybe it was something I didn’t say. The beginning years of my thirties […]

    have traveled places, but never a place quite like this. big lights, big dreams shoving their way through the crowded sidewalks where Asian faces greet Irish eyes and Latino feet walk past African-American stares.   Painted sidewalks where Italian hands weave through Arab eyes and where gay expression catch the attention of straight […]