Stunned by the arrival Appearance, appeared, caught unaware The uncatchable, the beacon, beckoning for nothing, while ready to pull each breath met...

Wisdom is not cheap especially in the young Discerning our way through the mind pits of love Prolonged delusion the older pick up the pace And yet,...

I am not your babe, that swaddled up thing That you believe will bring you comfort when you need, and leave bare when you don’t   A blanket ...

I saw the sunset today A cloud or two The curtains of blue And I thought of you.

Words bring courage The weight of a tongue that drags an ensnared soul out of the muck Misplaced action haunts the misused These fictions and memor...

Your kit gloves Your cool crush stare And that wholesome touch That strips me bare Calling me babe With a mind to say lover You hold my heart Safe,...

Wipe those eyes, you puffed up bundle of joy Weeping out your dew upon the bedroom floor Dry those tears, you trusty hollow Crying out the memories...

Where was I, in you and me, when you and me meant you? For, I gave up me, to be with you And lost the me that I knew But now I know, I know what’...

The conscious winds prove to form Delegating my troubled heart to face the times and withdraw Fathoming the appointment, my bass drum drops the bea...

Your eyes speak to me Like the cool breeze to the ocean Blue tipped waves rocking back and forth to the song in my heart Your eyes tell me I’m sa...

Who could count the shades of blue that shimmer in your eyes? Who would know the song you sing each morning you arise? Who knows you, the real you,...

Dusty pipes do become these bones that whistle your song Each breaking Each aching for you to return My flesh is gone My heart has left to ‘Tis o...

You saw me in the blue In the mystical blue, the deep blue Of a Mediterranean night Dreaming of the sea You raised your anchor Set out upon a quest...

Bright ripe berries Shape the moon On this distant eve With you Underneath the branches With hazel toned bark Listening to the stillness Of the dar...

Originals and copiers Both are needed In order to create For who would enjoy An original among originals That the copier did not appreciate?

Self help leads to a trap Which ever way you go For no one can change on their own accord Without being confined by what they know.

What rights must we give For liberty to exist? And can liberty exist Without the rights we choose to give? Can freedom stand With all glories it co...

Ridged mountain range You rock my unstable world Oh glorious sight

I whiled the day with ripples of truth Drips of crystal clear dew Pouring from my face upon the lake I spilled my heart, that ever beating muscle T...

Catch the wind on a summer night Blow it again across the plains Speak, but a word, along with the air, that calls the rolling hills and streams Co...