You could ask me why I stopped And I wouldn’t have an answer Everything left when I stayed in… Frightened at the answer I’ve lost my way, my sense of self
LadyJade would never fade into th… She might pout, she might cry But the provocateur will never die… Laced into her satin dreams Are tattered holes in tattered sea…
I feel like writing once again, It’s been so long, where to begin? My Life has crashed before my eye… I see myself laying down to die. Something familiar I knew so long
The street is familiar The lanes are not. I’ve fallen in again And am now distraught. I couldn’t see what needed to be s…
It’s been a minute since I’ve wri… Afield of flowers Blooming in the folds of places Spaces between my thoughts, my ear… In tears I saw her veil piercing…
I stared her down in the arms of a… Collected, calm, fascinated and fe… Once where my child dared to tread Dared to be steady and faltered Mixing thoughts, mixing moods, mix…
If it pleases to be teased we’ll h… Of marching feet on cleated time Bleated rhymes don’t suit me well If it’s time it’s time to tell That once we gel
Flying floating free forming free floating Forming freely
Roses are red; Violets are blue. Haiku 18 Jan
A quiet contemplative morose and s… Planted voids, ineptitude wide Followed a path once forgotten Lain before me by a reckless aband… Of tears and of shallow memories
When every day the turning sphere Advises below the trophosphere; I pen my thoughts with tools in mi… Soon enough we’re shown the tangle… ~C
Paint: It goes where it isn’t supposed to Much like the way your stares Found their way through This zoo of emotion
Cascading thoughts drifting into k… Of disbelief given the circumstanc… Around which I dance and give to… Trying extemporaneously to divulge That which cannot be taken
Tendencies, tendencies where do yo… Tendencies, tendencies who woulda… flying through the breeze like a c… santa-bound with his sack and his… sink it down and let it swirl arou…
Somewhere in a cornered mind I came through the other side Just as fine but not without wear Down to my bones of a yesteryear. Enthralled at captured memories