The Hole We’re In
The Hole… we can escape Claw as I may to the upper rim of the hole I’m in, just to
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 Hole… we can escape Claw as I may to the upper rim of the hole I’m in, just to
Read moreA Letter to a world in crisis… A shift of consciousness is spreading throughout the world. It is long
Read moreNo belief is complete, no belief is uniformly adhered to, nor perceived the same, accepted the same or held in
Read moreInvasion….breaking down of order No view encompasses all belief, therefore no belief can encompass reality, only one’s perception of it
Read moreMedusa ~ For all time she will wear the mark Athena placed upon her head, Once beautiful banned to
Read moreIn the near stillness of Autumn I believe I have found a heaven we can hold if not the only one we
Read moreAnd still the echoes resound in silent moments, when life is wanted quietly pensive, just to breathe in wake of
Read moreShines Just For Me Another day dawns another dream unfolds for are we not all but dreamers , and are
Read moreHow wide the girth, how deep the cavern, where abyss claws open our darkest secrets, where none shall pass to
Read moreInspired…. As days yield more dulcet thoughts, the sun aspires its ecliptic highs, and life assumes the quiet warmth of
Read moreToday love yielded to a sad decay, when life saw fit to pass on a soul for reasons unknown, so
Read moreTowards evening’s horizon I always move quickly quietly on the screened in porch I sit as a setting sun lights my
Read moreThe Gloaming…beauty Golden wings in blur of flight, reflect the gloaming hues, as oranges and golds dance upon cloud and
Read moreEvery spring they always came – to see the old man’s garden of love. It was always full of sweet
Read moreOn thorn, on thistle and dogwood too, flowers delicate in light’s afferent giving, yet woody, spikes and sharps dissuade, those
Read moreAlert, alert, alert, stop what you are doing Something’s happening, happening now Sounds are coming, my pocket is humming Smartphone
Read moreBeginning new … In the beginning there was Chaos. Go back to where we had begun, In the beginning
Read moreOctober’s Style We kicked laughingly through the fallen leaves of others love’s at first try And it was October when you
Read moreWon’t see, won’t admit, until its too late We see what we will, what we want to, as all else
Read moreLong ago … Senior class Fifty years Familiar face Remembered tears … “This is Tom” Shake his hand
Read moreLove is an ideal firstly, the giving of a heart in surrender, a statement of value beyond ourselves, and an
Read moreCloser we become…our thoughts aligned Words like sheer flighted birds ripple through time and space, aloft and indistinct, awaiting a
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