A mosaic of moors in tranquil twists Blankets of butterflies brushing moss filled rocks Streams temptingly trickle past pastel painted flowers Stars falling in droplets of lush light Nature serenading a serenity as it composes a melody of bliss

I take a big step to find the edge of the world. I look down. I look to my left. I see a magnificent waterfall It is cascading down to bathe the stars, Splashing droplets into galaxies Creating rainbows in the moonlight. I look to…

8am. Poem 6. If Earth was Flat If Earth was flat I could peek over the edge like Lucy the Cat looking for a gecko or other crawly thing to pounce. I could finally confirm that Dark Matter lays in sheets one on top of…

The Selfish “I” – A Golden Shovel in homage to Robert Frost   A man who bears honor is one whose Life thrives like the ever growing woods Working to a code, it is these Rules and regulations that simply are. These rules dread the…

Flowers of yellow, purple, and white A sky of clouds, a silver of cool wind The sun shone behind, peak height Though clouded, it cast it’s warmth Truly a moment worth capturing A view so beautiful, a picture-perfect meadow A nature-filled escape from suffering But…

You were born with a soul that longed for change I was born to keep things the same   For so long I kept you A bird in a cage Lovingly cared for Knowing someday I would have to open the door Knowing you would…

If you’ve never been to the edge I highly recommend it Only as a place to visit though To live there would be detrimental to your mental health which is to say, your life in its entirety. Exclusive, stark and uninviting mind numbing trance inducing…

Hour Four Outlining plans with graphite tracing the intent- gradients of charcoal delineate from our preconceived form an insult to our potential. Our attempts to take over and mold over the wire mesh construction- half-hearted clay structure unassuming to the crack from the heat of…

The earth was flat when he last looked sitting at the kitchen table, concentrating hard, with wooden pieces strewn haphazardly across a red checked tablecloth.   Europe had disintegrated into pieces with eastern wars erupting; troubles breaking worlds apart flood and famine tornadoes, hurricanes, disease,…

There’s nothing there; just emptiness A void so deep and dark That you could fall forever And never make a mark No stars to twinkle merrily No moons to show the sun Just a darkness made of black With nowhere left to run This is…