Frayed dreams (as one).

Frayed dreams, the pathway, Strangers and passengers, Abandoned by the wind’s blow, As we emerge from the lit sky, Traveling from our stone-kissed feet, And if you stood, I’d have not gleamed From the abyss, From the fern, soaked with… Read More ›


nightfall when it’s still and ill-lit, as the moon kneels and the mist recites me a dream I fall in lowering mercy and admit as the world, unreal, and imagine the mid-stream as I fall deeper into the silent moon… Read More ›


Winter tear drops leave upon the white flickers in the sea, Where I’ve looked to the red droplets that were dark as geraniums, Winter beats the cold orchids into the wind that is frail as bone, Where memory passed darkly… Read More ›

The Shadowed Sea.

And when the shadowed sea slicked, The dead moon of the sea was watchful, And in its glare, with thy dead streams, Lapped once with earthly stars, And there birthed the era to be Beyond the words that melt with… Read More ›

The Watchful Sea Beyond.

And when the still heart begins, Upon the droplets of the eminent ocean That whisked dead moons, courtly, upon love, That been deaf as the tides and their faintly moments With sorrowful wind, moved. When the still heart begins, The… Read More ›

As I Lay Before You.

I’ve laid before you, darkness all I’ve mapped, all alone, Those little taps, and the enlightenment of voice from birth Intrigue the remembrance of once I had, And all I held, and all I’ve left and sought, And loved, I’ve… Read More ›