was going to put it in the mail an… but changed my mind fearing the en… words sailing in a little boat crossing the ocean and the moat landing on shore as waves guide
reading eyes, bleeding fingers longing for the other to put the salt back in the shaker rearranging the letters to figure the meaning of the words
the water paints blend as i try to share my oil with you, helping to keep your lamp bright, as the coming comes can i go with you
maybe there’s another way a better way a tidal way that’s not dreary bleak or dark
reflecting my Father brings light to the darken glass mirroring His love will be my home pass
my mind was not on the words as i read them or were they spoken regardless i still don’t have a to… you need two halves for the ride having only one, i had to settle f…
your works make me feel that we met in the hall somewhere, only i saw and looked away, distra… by the moth eating the caterpillar and you watched me as i watched th…
the light seeping through the crac… as the soul longs to be seen spraying colors of emotions as seeing the soul with clear lens the split mirror shows two sides
the self sabotaging squirrel planting trees with in trees destroying his own dwelling or constructing his future weakening the trees bring bugs
some grow up with a spot to fill a title to live a for runner of things to come
feeling threatened by the trees with their icy glares, reaching as if i am the flower and it the gatherer, some call them, others write notes and send them i…
she set the easel up steadying the back leg with an old glue tube while raising up in her chair she spots it, there it was,
i know that and long for that day the day of pearls, will i get one to polish and reflect the light under your wing, holding the star from shooting to far, because thes…
with hardness of heart great gnashing there will be lost in eternity if one came back they would see
no going around the bush here picking the posies to expose the bleeding tears - sear with the hot rung a rose left dripping with the memories