it has been a decade, perhaps more… I lived across the street from a strange woman. She would not be… Read more Strange Woman: Summer Spirit
What mysterious paradigms of love keep me going back to these people I call home, I do not understand. Simple… Read more Home is a pretty pretty bird
What lies before me is not the promise of poetry. Hands forming words with a precision my trembling fingers never… Read more The Bee has Left the Flower
Worn out, fallen, the world is cruel Calculated words of love and faith Practiced smiles from shiny books On occult, success,… Read more Worn out Basket and Beauty
Possibly a dream, it could have been A non-dream too, but don’t you Remember a thing or two that were… Read more Don’t you, my Friend?
Smooth droplets of a bygone day Sprout from the leaves of fantacies As I stroll with a friend of… Read more My Beautiful Evening
With a handfull of moon dirt I jump down on a flirty cloud Slamming the louder note loud And louder.… Read more Rock n’ Roll!
In my dreams in the night In the breaking morning light You keep coming back to me Why don’t you… Read more Memories
Under the soft felicitous clouds of the past Upon the soft slopes of nostalgic ascension Last Ascension As if from… Read more Last Ascension
A thing or two that I could have said then Are just memories of a younger madman But hey… Read more Backward Glance