to fish quietly taught by his absence to be

Oh Dahlia… born of love The sorrowful maiden’s first flowe… Her sweetest treasure from the gar… How she loved watching you grow Your roots deep… your resolve stro…

After long day of staring at progr… My mind feels numb and worn over Like a dry, dusty, frayed covering Barely shielding my consciousness… Like a ratty blanket no longer ser…

She says she’s a hard Working Girl on a

i just want to find my Eve and watch this world burn... my feelings... her feelings... our doubts... insecurities... misconceptions... truths... and responsibilities... every part of us...

you always know the type of walk that will make me take notice you always know

Do you ever wonder where the words…

Eve my tattooed nun born with a heart free from the bondage of sin for all is permissible

Scene: Late fall, on a country road too s… An old man in his late 80's sits a… His only companion a journal his g… “The BOY” had come by that morni…

There is no stillness here However I may want it... I can’t Break the rhythm of this beating h… Pumping blood through the corridor… A palace now shrouded in darkness

Arise my love my fair one It is the dawning of a new day Come take my hand Join me as we walk barefoot Down the path only we know

The true worth of genuine affection counted like sheep by the lonely... they are dreaming dreams

if one finds themselves often in d… could it be that they are the only… could it be that those lost in the… are they simply drawn to the light yearning for a piece or just to ba…

never allow yourself to feel secon… creation is about PASSION don’t overthink it allow it to fill your life to the point that you can’t help b…

Brother/Sister Poets I am personally seeking Your varied assistance As I make my way Through my divorce