The Dark Becomes Darker
Windward the coming, shadows engrossed, idle the ignorant, sheep so morose, and in the light approaching, the righteous calm and
Read moreWindward the coming, shadows engrossed, idle the ignorant, sheep so morose, and in the light approaching, the righteous calm and
Read moreReality limps to its resolution, sagacious minds having bent time, placed irrevocable impediments upon its dark plight, and I wonder
Read moreCurious the swagger of ill-intent, the confidence they vent for all their insecurities and ineptitude, directed to punishment and to
Read moreThat summer perfume melds with the rising air, a redolent scent of past seasons, and the heat of day lingers,
Read moreThe shape of water The shape of water and the sounds of time together yet only if I consider the
Read moreWhat I want is kindness, honesty and transparency, not too much to ask, one would think, yet stumble so many
Read moreConsumed by the calling of desire, we so easily fall, lost within the pyre of secular surrender, the eruption of
Read moreThe summer heat rises and lows invite the desert winds, like a dry burn to the skin, and weighted are
Read moreThe delicate petals of a rose, a dichotomy of inward reduction and outward expansion, an interleaved beauty of color and
Read moreWhimsy, my weightless floating thoughts, a seat set into clouds, following not what I aught, but the notions that come
Read moreReflection is an art of glimpsing the whole, the other side less recognized, and life’s secrets are afforded in reflection,
Read moreThe hues of color meld in perfect harmony with languid thoughts so free of tether, in the silence of evenings
Read moreAnd so, I sew the fields of my fated consequence, mirrored from my thoughts in recompense, and I sing like
Read moreEcliptic lows, eternal wake, for all those mistakes that take us on journeys, not of our making, yet by our
Read moreWe choose from choice alone, what we see and how we respond to life, blinkered by our immediate circumstance or
Read moreConfounded by the artistry of malcontent s who spend their lives administering hurt, I see such creativity and complex ways,
Read moreNestled down, hand in hand, warm thoughts embrace the night, and I wonder what will come, what love or loss
Read moreI play the dice, and roll they may to unknown ends, yet life commends my participation, my risk a half-breath
Read moreWhere shall I begin, as the owl hoots its haunting call as night accosts the forest floor, and tree tops
Read moreOne door closes, another opens, and expectation has a use by date, fate, if you will, endowed with circumstances required,
Read moreTragic, the thoughts of you, as we each have tried and life did ensue to be beaten to a pulp,
Read moreShe left a rose upon the table, wilted and colorless, and in her pallid complexion the mirror of her heart,
Read moreI resume my vigilant stance, endowed with insight and willing to dance the game of life, regardless of the plights
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