You calm my storm!
You steal my heart and take my breath away.
This year; the very essence of who we are,was wiped away, a new normal in its place.adapting, struggling, suffocating,all confined, a…
Four little poems about isolation, oblivion, lost connections and the sense of inadequacy.
there’s a steamboat on this river, just upstream a bit.i know it, and i’m telling you Tommy, it’ll get us out of here.
Wandering through the forest deep,listening to the creatures peep,I lost heart along the way, praying it will come back…
Three birds this morning I did see,flying high above my head and me.Life continuing through this winter cold,hunting…
Every day the sausage is madeoutside Jackie O’s entrance.The ever flowing mass keeps a steady pace.
Giant leaps look and sound crazy, so plan accordingly.
Do we disrupt the word love to release it from its romantic prison?
Beat the rockbloody with hammer,and your sharpest quill.