There’s much that’s made of stone: bridges, tunnels and statues too. They’re harsh, unfeeling, strong. We humans are flesh and blood: passions, emotions and heart. I see why we don’t last long. So what is the point of my art?

Jamming out Headphones LOUD, music screams, singers with passion Silent the World, Ignore the strange passerby, …..walk the dog.  

He was fire and ash His touch burned like ice And his eyes were possessive I was water and rot My body was soft And I hated to be kept … we were perfect together

Branded clothes, Pretty shoes Bags and Jewels All this was not for her.. Deep down she wanted someone Who would Compliment her For who she was With or Without Them!

She’d become a creature of habit. Every morning three snoozes, 2 cups of coffee, and 1 long deep breadth before settling on her cushion. Every evening a snifter of bourbon, a call to her mother, and kiss to the moon for the passing along. Tomorrow,…

Sevenling- Formations     Formations begin, evolving then gone Colors changing as quickly As the winds.   Images differ from eye to eye A dog with a ball, dancers A feather floating by.   A picture show for all to see, yet never duplicated.  

Adrift in clear blue waters, searching for a sandy shore Not knowing why, still we know there is more Boats of fibreglass, wood, even steel A journey where each stage must surely heal At times we may need to hold on to a lifeline While…

A whisper over the shoulder, the glancing wave of your hair just out of sight as I turn to chase summer shadows across the asphalt. A memory lingering in some resonating ache, a hollowness I felt through the wholeness of my body. Your face, freckled…

Do you miss me? When the snow swallows your house And your only company is in your dreams? Do you dream of me? I dream of you, Through warm Mediterranean nights When the air is soft around me I wonder, I hope, That your winter…

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