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…
sometimes i watch and wonder about how perfectly flawed WE are born
when asked what does the other hav… a body full of pomegranate stretched
As the scent of my youth creeps ba… I remember us in the field and thu… The potent mixture of my defining… Of the earth’s geosmin… Of my sandalwood…
Perspective of Creation watchi… Two figures on a mountainside Embracing as the Heavens cry Creation has waited so long Finally love is found!
a poem about laundry? sure ... I could pull it off
It is you I see In my dreams dream Walking along a grass filled plain Underneath caring angelic skies I watched your silently moving lip…
Remember me not for who I am... nor the monuments I have built... Remember me not for the people I have fed... nor the lost that I have found... remember me instead for the smile I plac...
the lemon drops whilst the sugared kiss
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…
What are we doing? Do we have any idea? Do we even care? Have we become like these stars th… Are we just hurtling mindlessly?
i am alive more than i know burning with passion and
Today I failed to get my creative fix… I was much too busy today to experience the rush that comes from releasing into the world… that which dwells within… nor did I find the awe inspir...
passions bastard children our young love
** the Narrator catches us up with… note: Links to each poem in subtit… note: play song linked above (1st Month) Found before the mad chaps soul ha…