Thursday, October 23, 2014


Whispers aching
Lying in a bed of mist
Theretofore thoughts arise

Vanquished by day dreams.  

Friday, October 17, 2014


In giant sea of trees,
Brittle branches creak,
Watching from afar.
Wild inclinations ensnare,

Aromas of nature seduce.

Friday, October 10, 2014


I grow weary of these moments,
While no certain terms confront
Indeed, have changed my state
Yet such moments ravish my heart.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014


In incubation—
We spiral outwards
Into engulfing innovations
Thus, drawn from intercourse
No doubt impregnates our sun,

So we become reborn.