just“Later on down the road.”for, every sunset is a sunrise somewhereand will be…
open the windowsto your souland let me flood your templewith the light of the world…
A year of struggle, fear, strife,head unwilling to write, for life.
Sprouting from my headare so many words of gratitude, as we draw near the tail endof this space.
I have learned so much,
Topsy turvy worldweaving desire webs with dreamsto take me to you,cruel time stands in…
A Last One-Line Poem For The Chalkboard Publication
As we head off Into the sunset…
Head to toeso much change in the process of a poem