The old oak tree on mulberry Road, blossoms with The purity and light of some Long lost childhood wonders. It’s great roots burrow Into the Earth pike greedy fingers Searching for trolls. They weave through the soil Like the stringy fragments Of a shattered soul. It’s great branches hold up Young to the caping of the Ever-watching sky, Forever above the ever-sleeping Placid bones below. It wa...

I must confess, I’m afraid of loving you, My dearest, For you are like the sea And I am drowning With every tide you tug me closer To your closed heart. I’m trapped in the net of Heart strings that taunt me. You leave me coughing And spluttering so violently In your destructive wake. Bubbling to the surface Of promise and lore… I confess I am scared to love you, For you are like a flame, So ...

It feels like falling Hard into the unplowed ground Drowning in the dirt Alone and choking on mud Yet I will still grow for you...

I went to catch a star tonight, A ladder, some rope, a jar for my light. I wandered through the forest, Blue, And found a great old oak tree who, Spoke to me with leafy mutters, And conversed with the ash that mutters, Words to help me on my way, I listened to the things he had to say. I took that rope and made a loop, And went up to he branches, droop Into the sky, The sky dripped by. I, as a thi...

The final moment before Life changes forever And surety slips out of sight And mind like the Lingering smoke of a Perishing candle. That last silence before war’s end As biting bullets cease tiger Endless arguments in Breathless anticipation. That waiting for the truth To come out and spread its Delicate wings, Will it flying to the summit Of our long-dying Earth Or fall like Daedalus’ fooli...

There it is again, That dreadful silence. When all lights seem to Go out, All ties to the life you knew Snap under unbearable tension.

That absent place, That was once so often consumed By the gentle breath of youth, Lays desolate and lonely, Breathless solitude.

Save me, call for me… Let thy mountains shudder with Mighty song, Luring me from where I lie Entangled in the base of its roots.

W...

It came again, The rain, the rain… From somewhere, alone, far yonder.

I ran to you, And I knew, I knew… I would wait, alone, to ponder.

And when you leave, It seems, it seems That I am left, alone, to wander....

Tip tap, The rain came back…

From far yonder Over dreary hill.

Clip clap, Old Tobyn is back…

A horse-draw carriages, That has lost its wheels....

It was a cold winter night, some frost-choked December eve. Don’t ask me when, For I don’t remember, But the fire took in great breaths Of smouldering sparks As it drew to its nigh end.

I woke up, but you weren’t there.

I suppose a part of me expected it. Part of me knew that You had left some time in the night Leaving cowardly footsteps In your snow-foamed wake. I don’t blame you for slyly Sl...

After all that’s said and done, I still love you: I love you as the crow flies east To find a new moon to hunt Or as a sparrow drifts south Looking for the new harvests.

I love you as the trees grow red In under Autumn’s waning gaze, as the flowers of spring shiver Under winter’s clinging frost.

I love you as the stars dance in the heavens As long summer nights slowly seep to Their end.

I lo...