What will I do without the weight of you now? I let out what I had been holding in; screams, secrets, shame, fear. If the police take you away, it wont affect me. You are out of my life for good. I live as a…

Hour 8 – Song and Image Prompt. ** Not using the title that’s given, but, same concept. Music Choice: “Outnumbered, by Dermont Kennedy” Holding lanterns for you, pleading the stars to beckon you through, Souls; transforming anew. Cosmic bonds; Vast, Yet never spoken. Each gleaming…

Acoustic guitar stings and taps leading into louder dance A light female voice, breathless, the words indecipherable though I listen closely only half understanding snatches of song.   ‘doesn’t take a job in the night return to me all my friends are half-gone birds, keeping…

Tiny Me tiny tiny you Tiny me was in your shoe. Walking along the long road what was that pain but a pebble in my shoe.

The silhoutted strings play over my heart casting a hopeful shadow that better things are to come a brighter horizon Like a climactic scene of a film it’s building to something something purposeful something worth holding on to It could be a soft kiss a…

A collection of bees          with apologies to Sylvan Esso Bumblees flicker through the four o’clocks. Almost as large as hummingbirds their ungainly bodies hang from wings furiously pumping. Among the cosmos, honeybees drowse their bodies dense with yellow pollen. And in the umbels of…

Strings Eight After Max Richter’s “On the Nature of Daylight” A Tanka The sweetness of strings, Whispering truth to starlight is what love sounds like. We are a bough’s smudged smolder. We are the product of song.

Verdant foliage glowing ethereally Magic resides here  

hummingbirds hasten to a nectar feast, bled dry onward, little wings  

No Love In War Land! Ever seen your lover Pushed to the ground By the vomit of a merciless bazooka With an heart- piercing sound The hair of the man Which you caressed so tenderly Is all bloody For he’s been shot! His crystal eyes…