The unsaid The unresolved The unhappening It rankles Like a pebble caught in the bloodstream. Screaming yelling Why don’t you get it It’s so simple.   Weaving webs To the stars Back & forth From the pebble to the dotted sky Hanging forever on this…

How to say how I long for you Like an obsession, black, oozing, Gripping my mind with inky talons I’ll handle it. With my hands I’ll handle it. Grappling. My fingers lock around its neck and I squeeze. I’ll squeeze until it bursts in colors…

Whether you desire it or concede it You can’t love it but life needs it I only seek it so I can give Or do I seek it for the life I live I love life, so I must have it to exist My heart…

Each feeling its power The knew that they could win alone For nothing surpassed the need for a solid foundation Earth was proud to be the support of all creation But when is as stagnant, cold, or thirst for life The absence of everyone only…

Pale and slightly sticky is the ground beneath my feet. Creatures swarm around me, with whom I barely relate.   There is a cold season, and a warmer one, smells like springtime. No, they’re not seasons but rather sectors or states.   The society, here,…

I’ve found a little hideaway Nestled in the trees A wayward, working Western ranch Where one can feel at ease From the second that I first arrive I know my soul is home As I stroll past the cows that come To visit as I…

the little bird : is making me : weep : as she always does : thinking of : what i’ve lost : & may never have

the swing somewhere near my childhood a swing hangs from the branch of an old tree which leans over the edge of a cliff often filled with mist an ancient house hides nearby only a few family members know of this tree’s odd power to…