She calls to me in whispers of wind She speaks to me in the array of colors in bloom and in death Her face like the serenity of sunrise Her arms embrace me in valleys of a hidden horizon Her secrets revealed as I sit beside her streams and water falls cascading through my blood and retelling the stories of her birth caressing her children with the trees and mountains Her language is a tongue...
In remembrance of you
I will cherish the time I was able to spend with you. Your humor and sensibility was legend. Your beauty was deeper than most could see and when you left you took a part of me. I know I will never truly understand why you chose to leave so suddenly. I know I will always have those memories of you that belong to me. There have been a few times when I am walking around in the city and I think...
Oh what a rat race, livin in this here rat race-save face don’t let them see you sigh luke warm interactions to passers by equal in the plight of trying to get by make ends-lets pretend for a moment time stood still-how would you use time, like time uses you? fades into blue black skies night time walking at a fast pace try to keep up with the rat race yet still out of step-this is not the...
Need to make time to be creative, life has gotten really busy trying to make ends….