A song written from the heart A song written at all A song The words put to a melody A melody that cannot be explained The music that causes feelings to explode within How can anyone simply listen to a song Music is the expression…

Hush, an urban prophecy says the following: when the first moonbeam will light the concrete in the sacred evening of Christmas Eve, everyone will have his own fir tree and will smile.   Stories for babies, put it back on the shelf! Don’t disturb us…

I watch the night, the last concrete piling aging like a book shelf, telling fisherman’s tales the fog settling in my bones, I love tis hour, the hush hour, before the world wakes, though it is damn cold and a warm coffee from the last…

Selkie He stole my skin, my face Don’t romanticize my situation He has my soul On a shelf In a dry corner of the house   Let me go back to the sea’s hush To the cool blanket of fog Under a dock At dawn…

The dock at the lake home of grandparents was my summer hangout Monument of sturdy simplicity fir one-by-four planks nailed to two-by-four stud framing with number eight nails anchored on galvanized steel pipes fifty-feet from my bedroom window it would hide in morning fog refract…

We sat upon the bench, Upon the rise of hill; So quiet was the hush Of morning, very still.   A sip of coffee, hot, Helping rid the chill Of foggy morning air; A peaceful time, until…   A boat that moved too fast Hit…

I prefer a London fog She takes her coffee black There are windows on the street front We hole up in the back The sight of all the concrete It’s too much for us to bear We come from green fir forests And wish we…

A desert sunrise is a heavenly event The clouds part and the moonbeams fade away The fog recedes into the concrete A hush takes hold as the sun nears the sandy docks The motel manager stirs the coffee And opens a jar of jam for…

Huddled inside a shelter of my own thoughts, doubt the stakes in the ground, self-loathing poles stretched tight as fear created the covering above. Hope waited outside the door, patiently looking for entry, and love sneaked in through the cracks. Any storms outside were nothing…

Unusual sized rats and six fingered men Fire swamps and dreaded pirates A love stronger than steel And a wicked prince planning to kill his bride A wild story full of small magic and deep love Wit and strength throughout A tale that will last…