The black body of daylightIs numb to the taste of tyranny,And gold plated pheasantsGarnish’d for the gutless.But the wings of a sparrow…
There is a crack in winter’s fist.Hope flows in as daylight,Flaming a mist of willow yellow,Whips of osier red,A promise of green,The pulse of…
Show me some kindness For I am dying A soft touch here Or a loving glance Not much to go around Shan’t ask for more Stay just a…
Starshine woke me,Luminous skyReminding me
I saw a traincurve away on my right,yellow beads of light stringing night’s depths.
Today I felt your morning’s sweet embrace, the warm rays scorched the gloom and I was saved.I know why flowers strive to turn their face…