The beautiful flower of despair Blooms on the edge of the cliff The cold one with no shelter Merciless winds beating throughout the year There you can reach by losing all your warmth And feeling cold to the bones, hollow inside out And once there,…

Life Passes Quickly Life passes so quickly So try not to blink For as sure as you do Time shall fly in a wink One moment, a baby A newborn of need Then blink, now a graduate Ready to succeed Life passes so quickly Where…

We shift, And the colours come into view. I turn into your shoulder And the red folds into blue. The blue catches the lamplight From the bedside table, By its glint we read our book And fractal evenings stable. The light fades into yellows Like…

7pm. Poem 17. Kaleidoscope (a four stanza tanka) Lemme shimmy down get a better view from there  or a different one than I’ve been holding fast to a lighter one than lately. Lemme turn the wheel look for fish shapes, Moons, and Suns and pink,…

Fractals falling into formation Shards of stained glass opaque and translucent capture the imagination demand reverence Enigmatic delight

cw: none When the canary next eats flowers, it thinks of the taste of bird seed. When the gentle hands return, it gathers up all the remaining parchment, and all the spilled ink, and the hands take it away. Behind, they leave birdseed. The canary…

A very nice amplifier system pulled from years of playing in a post rock band where the same note for 20 minutes made you feel real deep and cool standing at the show, staring at the projector screen black and white images of birds buildings…

Hour Fifteen 11:11 I once had a friend named Bitterness whose caustic nature ate away at the very core of my being. Memories, a swampland I slogged through with years of mud caked to the tattered soul at my feet while Bitterness urged me toward…

Daiku= Haiku form with a Diane twist 1 Colors never bore Shifting and filtering life People never bore. 2 Learn to accept me Attitudes are so complex Hey, try filtering! 3 Lessons are ageless. Life teaches us so much more Shift without warning. 4 Begin…

Hour 14 and it’s now like a drain, my brain Working and focusing and the lack now shows there can only be so much art in a day