When earth seems to have a connection with you all worries disappear.but you start to come into your power regaining back what was once yours loving me is so beautiful only a blind man can see you gave me so much in such little time I was convinced that u will soon be mines when your lips touched my earthly plain I wondered. Did you think u discovered mont Everest or something gazing at me with ...

A bitter, cold winters eve,

Just the place to go for my lonely grief.

Deep, isolating blue,

Heavy thoughts hitting me like a crushing sea,

Drowning me slowly,

A dark decree.

The colours remarks who,

Who I used to be.

The place I used to call home,

Just a burden to roam,

You can’t pull me back,

My vision is monochrome.

Until the darkness deepens,

Sinking my hopes,

Just another challenge that stee...

Navy blue of night,

apprehensive steps

past pages torn perpendicular.

It’s abstract intentionality,

icicles in December woods,

shadows azure with cold,

silver snow cloaked

under weight of yesteryear’s womb.

The ancestors still pushing

to come through. So many stories

still wait to be true. Depth of sadness

too heavy to tell

in real time.

_With nothing to grasp, _

_no one will connect…_

but ...

The composers eyes have finally opened. After being locked in the studio and singing the same melodie’s over and over and over again, she was finally alive. It was as if each note was coming to him as the raindrops hit the ground. She hid under a tree trunk, trying her best to keep dry as she took out her manuscript paper and what she thought was a pencil, but now realised was the pen she used to ...

I look to my left I see clearly a tree

I look to my right I see clearly a leaf

I look behind me and clearly see a squirrel

Everything is clear

I look infront of me and see a girl

She is clear at first

Then she asks me a question

One that is hard to answer

"If you had one day to live

Who would you thank

Who would you apologize to

And who would you forgive."

Then she became blurry

My mind swirr...

Taking steps through the mundane

Opinions fly like continental 747’s

Your voice and presence is all I want

I seek here and there

You word and prayer

And in a moment

I’m reminded

You here...

“Fine,” Mom said as the kids were putting their boots on.

“Stay away from the river, and don’t go near the ice caves,” she sternly announced to them.

“Ice Caves?!” Alex exclaimed. This was his first time visiting his cousin at their ranch. Every time he turned around, there was another fascinating aspect of this rural life. The coyotes howling each night, the arrowheads and ancient fossils litter...

On a cold winters eve, Callie stumbled across the enchanting woods where most people made their own dreams come true. Once she was standing in front of the frozen sickles hanging from the vines she saw a figure among the trees. There wasn’t enough time for her too shout to the figure because after she stepped on a twig it bolted away. The figures seemed to be carrying some th big sharp maybe a hat...

Beneath a tree, silent cries.

Up in the sky, no surprise.

Spirit of Chakor, watch tears pour.

The moon always knew, she’d explore.

Young girl, big dreams

Always hoping, heart of sunbeams.

But on this night,

she’s strewn in blue.

Hear the call of the loon.

Watch her typhoon.

All in a blue moon....

The sun beats down on my head as each rhythmic thud beats in my ears. My cadence is picking up as the events of last fall replay in my mind. With each rumination, my heart grows colder even as my body heats up and the sweat trickles down my back. As hard as I try to literally run the anger and sense of betrayal out of me, the more resentment and hurt cling to me. I use to be carefree. I used to be...