I throw back the shroud of tapestries Thick stitched with barbarous thread, hanging heavy like the echo of your words. Almond shaped blue green orbs squint, As the quick slant of light c o l l i d e shifting my sleepy thoughts back into places meant for the living. I am like spring,uncurling from … More Curve
Periods of tranquility are seldom prolific of creative achievement. Mankind has to be stirred up. -George Santayana I feel as if I have been gathered by the wind, cradled and uplifted. A new bird from the nest. My eyes wide as I feel compelled to flutter my feathers against the currents. Where will it take … More Gathered By The Wind
Small heart shaped leaf, found on rock in Hawaii While I am working out my printer issues, and bobbling about through stuff. I have stumbled across a couple of poems I have written. I write out my poems rather quickly, like in 10 minutes. I close my eyes, and start typing. I feel nothing at … More In My Deep
INTO THIS DEEP 