Gaze at far afieldwhere two blues embrace intoone narrow, white stripe.Charge! I set my sail to flight,escaping the chas…
Poetry
The Ocean
The waves rise and crash never to be seen Rising and falling like the years of life Each successive wave a beautiful sce…
Moon’s Shadow
In shadows cast beneath the lunar glow, a silhouette of grace looms. The lone wolf roams this ancient land to seek his w…
A Coloring Book
A blank sheet of canvas I was, wondering how the world revolves around everything seemingly so intriguing that intertwin…
The Last Dance
As autumn creeps upon us, leaves fall free, their colors blaze like flames of pure desire. Yet, withering, they burn in …
Ode to Lightning
Ode to Lightning Furious and formidable, flickering bodies dancing alone in the summer rain. As if You are the sc…
Picnic
Picnic Once a fine man dined beside the Rhine In sunshine he drank bottles of wine. He littered at where he stayed, Yet …
Day to Night
Day to night The bustling current Is stilled by The end of the hour. Loud light seeps away between the cracks of …
Sunflower
I took a walk in the morning zephyr. There, in a glimpse, I spotted her, her presence. Standing upright, she turns; her …
Feelings
Pain. Misery. Sorrow. Mud. All the old containers that I fill with my past. You can find them on the third floor under m…