Beneath the sky, where dusk meets the sea
A wild expanse of magic, untamed and free
The whispering sea moves, a steady refrain,
Like a woman’s gaze, her power to explain,
how she holds the strength of tides within her soul.
In those quiet moments when the world settles down,
I find my thoughts intertwining with yours, all around.
They fill the empty spaces of my longing heart,
Creating a tender ache that never wants to part.
Lovely to know
It is time to fly – rather flee
chained in the sockets of politeness.
My persona wished
to chase the unknown in the waters
blue and green
Each Song A Phrase Of Chattering Color.
Each Baby, Each Bird, Each Song, Each Mother
In A Fluttering Sip, A Game Paradise
Today I heard you.
Who are you?
You are something that is me, I know now.
Why did we make that choice? Why did I choose this?
Today you showed an arm.
Don’t waste your flowers on my grave
don’t weep for me
I won’t care.
When night falls and the new dark
is not so dark, after all
don’t look to the stars
I won’t be there.
Daylight
does not burn for anyone.
The sunrise
does not break because it’s pretty.
The sun skips like a flat stone
Across the unruffled water.
I enter with one exaggerated stride
through the skin of the lake,
down across layers of increasing gray
towards the center of the earth.
Our struggles are vain; life is void.
Darkness has reigned; can man be free?
The earth is curious…a valley of mystery.
Your starry white flower garden
A spectacle to behold—a blaze,
Now appears somewhat obscure
Is it the sight or my gaze?
