Poems

The day is how you paint it Yellow or blue... You choose weighted yes Many times on your chest Though the brush be in you hand For to color all the land See sparkles in the sand Step your feet And gre … read more

The Undoing  is near prepare for the disappear unraveling of things Despair may come too as knots loosen through and through What glory to be free follow the sea into a realm we once were No mor … read more

When one sees proof a fellow far away has conjured thought, has taken time, has sat down to contemplate for no outcome but to share their life experience…  … read more