Traces A quill, a brush Dipped in black liquid The scratching sounds against paper Up, down, curves, loops Precise or random strokes Where do you take me? Light, heavy, trembling or steady? I am a prism of colors. I give life to your voice I manifest your words I breathe your thoughts I make your soul visible I leave your le... More..
Another Day At early dawn I awake To meet the morning breeze From the sea Stars remain vigil, unfading; In bluish hue of dreamlike reverie. The sound of my beating heart Echoes with the gentle waves; Mists of caressing coolness Inescapably kiss my face. I will soon see daybreak Where colors serenade Lullabyes from the sea; A... More..
Shadows Is it shadows I chase, Waiting for something in haste? Longing endlessly... Yet when reality is sure to come Why do I stop or stall and even run? Perhaps it's the comfort of the shadows' allure Or the endless fantasies that cure An aching, an ego, a search for escape. Yet there is no healing or freedom As shadows can... More..
Canvas The evening sky is a canvas Of pink, blue, and orange Flickering with purples and reds; Shadows gently descending, Relieving the day with quiet amends. In the welcoming calm of retirement I take in the sounds and images; Of feelings and senses that move me, Weaving them all to who I am. Though but a speck in nature's ... More..
If the Full Moon Bleeds If the full moon bleeds Then skies would fill with fire And smoke-blanketed nights. An evening of dreams upturned Where mysteries are revealed And shadows cast a misty presence. If the full moon bleeds then sorrow Invites the comfort of healing And pain is blessed, not cursed. The flames of anger vind... More..
Suspension Is it a question or a search A measured dimension Or bounded illusion Of an infinity That outlives Human curiosity? Is it a longing, a restlessness Where ambiguity Blurs any finality? Is it to make this moment last Holding on to what is Or to speedily escape The trappings Of fear and indecision? When- Is it of bei... More..
Flames Raging tongues and spears of embers Whipped by wind gusts Choosing not where to land Except where chance targets To leave traces of smoldering heat Crackling, burning, stinging Until flares gather in infernal intensity... Crawling, growing, trapping A surreal dance of smoke and flames In seductive curtains and capes O... More..
Silver Beads You spring from the current Of the unbounded flow of Wet transparent veils; Baptizing the tired body With gentle piercing tingles That cling to the skin Before fading into the mists Of elusive showers. A thousand silver beads Singing, dancing, teasing, and playing In the endless crumpled waves; Catching light an... More..
Labyrinth Searching for a place, One undisturbed reflection Of innermost truths. Traveling far, only to return To the innermost chambers Of a once restless heart, Taming the floundering uprootedness Of a once tired soul. But perhaps, to move away Is to really come home; Finding the depths of fears and joy, Sorrow and pleasur... More..
Unburdened Blankness, darkness Is it white blindness? Space unoccupied With clutter disposed I feel my breath As the freshness of crisp air Infuses my soul. When I close my eyes and dream Clear images ebb and flow I am at once here, nowhere, everywhere... With echoes of my beating heart. More..
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