This morning the bed spit me out in distaste. I am not responsible for these dreams, I think out loud… Read more Morning; Voyage

This morning the bed spit me out in distaste. I am not responsible for these dreams, I think out loud… Read more Morning; Voyage
I stretched my body, arms reaching out to look for a vagrant cloud or two, to pull them overhead for… Read more Afternoon; Out Discovering
three benign bees free flying bees like freebie Frisbees now ant alone now ants meet now ants go
Even as I write a house fly sits on an edge of the laptop… it would seem that the poetry… Read more I Have Always Wanted to Fly
It’s quite satisfying to look into the spider’s eyes and decipher the traps he weaves… leaves an impression in my… Read more Summer Day!
When you stop a moment mid-happening, what could it mean? When you catch it and let it linger on… what… Read more Mid-Happening Moods
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Bird Silent
Ceaselessly Sinking In Aesthetic Art & Mediocre Metaphors
The scars of my soul bleed through words in the form of poetry.
Within the well of silence , are thoughts that awaken the soul.....
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