(2013)
How can I feel alone, When so many are around. How can I feel lost, When sporadically I am found. How can I feel broken,
Out of pain a darkness fell. Along the wood, flows red stain. On a secret not to dwell. Into a life that will remain. Given to save the multitude.
Going far and sometimes near, making sounds so crystal clear. Giving life to every thing, listen close to hear it sing. On the wings of lifted flight, from dusk till dawn and thru the ...
A tangled soul inside have I That emanates thru time. The broken heart that started whol… In pieces now to find. Strife in life thus trace of glee…
Achromic I often wonder how it would be, To live a life in grey. A sky of drab, a ground of pale as… Everyone would look onto a world o…
Dawn Frost lie softly on the meadow ear… Paint covered tops bare the memori… Only thoughts replaced the life sh… only thoughts gave him life again.
Clenched Upon the flat a warrior stood, The earth moved under him. Knowing that the sound he heard, Might never come Again.
Life is a wonderful thing, But sometimes deals a blow. Some will glide with little effort… And some will actually know. I say to you from here on out,
Listen to a distant cry, across the plains unknown. A silhouette against the moon, casting shadows too and fro. A warning of the coming night, the hunt that will ensue. The sacrifice of...
When two souls are one, They are joined by a ring. There hearts beat together and sho… When two souls are one, its nature… When two souls are one, the tears…
Knelt on a mesa, the warrior cries… A spirit shaped cloud rises toward… Hailing ancestors that trailed in… summoning tradition as his shadow… Two Eagles fall in a spiral of de…
Lost in time to weep once more, How one becomes this way. A full life lived and then to find… A change to come my way. This thing that lives inside of me…
Life’s a dream of endless thought, that wonders thru my soul. It guides me to that inner place, and shows me where to go. Life’s a dream of gentle ways, that surf upon my mind. It makes...
I was told long ago. By someone wise and old. If you toss a little stone, big ripples will unfold. I have heard in the past,
A handy cap I have. A temp that stays even so or short lived made me sad. A mystery it seemed to me, how this nature works. Age has brought a wiser mind to face is less the hurt. It h...