And I will turn with you, away, for I too can fall The warms us from within, and fades the shadow of our scars And see how our wounds match, like crimson puzzle pieces And the tears for...
What a strange pain this is When the cause and the cure are on… Just out of reach, set by choices… And I feel incarcerated by circum… Are held tight by the jailer of ti…
Tread softly my friend for what seems as solid as the oaks familiar trunk or the well packed dirt on this pa… or predictability
In the beginning There is only breath In the end, there is only breath In between, world exists, and is g… All that is transitory, all that i…
Here we go Like the dust bowl families that w… Learning to stretch the bread and… And still found gritty smiles for… Here we go again
When your World is Ending, go cra… it’s going to happen, because no m… and not writhe and scream and do t… But then, after the rush of agony,… Give it your cheek, for this is yo…
Black strings of cormorants journe… This dark arrow, pointing north, s… How quickly this flight is gone!
Like mango Spilling into the sky And the gasp that follows, our sur… And under the brown skin of this t… Currents whisper deeper than we ev…
Did you know the wind is created b… And when the wolves are silent The moon howls?
In the fertile bed of anguish angels drop new seeds and I see now that water for these… is made of tears and the passing of a drought
To each his albatross Or so it seems That fickle in our fast pursuits We run from babe to grave, our boo… Are thin as gruel
While in Hell I notice the crimson blink of ligh… in the corner of my wine glass and it reminds me of the million e… that litter this unlikely landscap…
Long flew the carrion crow to find this feat they came over frozen seas pale as winter roses and along the jagged edge of the i…
In the golden of past autumns Carolina in the fall I have tasted sweet: Maple syrup, thick as amber Straight from the sanguine trees,…
Now that the storm has passed, and… In the silence between the waves w… As we lay breathless on the sand Can you hear that, the faint rustl… And, soft as sea moss, the whisper…