My soul is lost upon ice-blue crevasses so deeply!
help me my blue elephant
IF I were a broken soul
who could mend me?
The cobbler down the road?
With his crafty skills and
i EXPANDED this line between space and time
(and) time and space between lines EXPANDED i
IT was with a bang that first I heard
a thought: a sparrow had hit the house!
my sorrow for
My wooden staircase creaks
[a heart broken by feet]
and weeks the measure -- my neck
SOME possess talent
whilst others are
possessed by it.
One is a gift,
the other a potentially
MANY times more than twice have I seen
the ghosts of family, friends and then
some whose faces
LIFE is static save the canvas
it rolls and tosses across
the spectrum of all our souls
PERCEPTION made its way; the grand entrance just today
it entered with a cloak barely, if I may.
A LINGERING indecision laid bare
and morning sighed with me beside
SOME. thoughts are daggers
as others are kisses
while hugs are squeezed
to contain BURSTING
eye-gasms are artful things
of flesh left out by the
woods / she went were-wolves
A new day.
When i buried you.
i found love with me
by the warmest touch of
my heart i have
i return to the wild horses within my head.
And to breathe chrysanthemum skies while i
THE curtains open to broken applause
an audience of great mystery
i cannot see their faces
MOTHER, all the monsters are now gone. Love and Spirit have defeated them; and what is left is a
i can never tell you how displeased readers
are by that position the singular
i return to the wild horses within my head. And to breath chrysanthemum skies while i openly weep