Broken Rails
The vagrant’s life I host. The lush sun seeped through the small crevice on the wall You could smell
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
The vagrant’s life I host. The lush sun seeped through the small crevice on the wall You could smell
Read moreA ponderous thought weighs down the moment with a sense of foreboding, and glancing back I see no past in
Read moreVirtual reality, emblematic depiction of the future of technology Programming individualized, everyone dealing in specialties Metaphorical expressions developing perceptually Abstraction
Read moreHostage of This Winter I am grateful for winter and for this heavenly isolation for this monochrome dreamland seemingly so inhospitable to mankind
Read moreSerendipitous this knowing, this seeing beyond the plain pages of life, where all seems fine and as it should be,
Read morePalm Valley…where dinosaurs should still live… The valley meanders, cut through ancient stone, where little water flows over sandy dry
Read moreTears of Remembrance I can still remember each and every time I found myself keeping watch Standing slightly off-center, reading
Read moreAn opaque paragraph spoken without conviction The darkness obvious, as well as the vitriolic taint Uninterested reader, reading uninteresting words
Read moreThoughts on Twilight As sunlight smears sacred vermilion on the tapering gap between day and night, crimson ribbons released from
Read moreThe Grave Tenders Alluring and hauntingly beautiful she stood against one shaded granite stone and I knew it was certainly her child as
Read moreThe more I know, the less I realize I know, for life has secrets, not all that obvious to passers
Read moreFalling in love…the easy part How far in love’s name, should we fall, relent on all for one perfect moment,
Read moreReturned to Solitude I tried I really did but how can one fight for long the very nature of our soul
Read moreLove is Like a Waterfall Love is like a waterfall that flows on forever, hitting the rock like the
Read moreEquality…a misnomer Equality rides a fractious horse, yet its behavior as varied as its rider’s moods, seen by everyone differently,
Read moreI Love Being Nude I love being nude, Though some think it rude. Why I suppose Do we need to
Read moreWhat more a heart wants, the less it recognizes what it possesses, and lost it may become, for in pursuit
Read moreEvil…not understood What truly makes an evil mind, bereft of all empathy, filled with violent thought, and can such a
Read moreAs he cried, in lowly stature, he could not forgive himself, for what came from him was foreign, unexpected, and
Read moreLittle Mountain Girl About twenty years ago I lived in Boulder Creek, California, located in the Santa Cruz Mountains. Very
Read moreSweetly Follow, My Heart Sweetly follow, my heart, to love sublime When love is calling let not one day slip
Read moreI forgive you not because it excuses your behavior. I forgive you because – I decided not to let it
Read moreCome to me, let your walls crumble and in flesh attire, seek me in my home, where mind meets desire,
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