(2013)
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
