Textures Tell me stories Shapes in the paint Reach out Like the dead Demanding to be Heard Advertisements
Now dawn’s approaching Soon the demands of work speak Enjoy the silence
In this age of rage Where invective flows freely Seek this voice of grace
This flower’s beauty Transformative and quite brief New life comes through change This world burns with negative energy. Fear, distrust and rage so very of this world. I seek yo mollify that. I wonder if, perhaps, through poems and a bit of compassion, maybe I can help humanity grow its connection to itself. I see […]
A moth fluttering Upon the grass stalks The rising sunlight
I seek out beauty The glories of Washington My ancestors speak
Once I was told Poetry’s power Comes from framing Life so uniquely That people see Truths they’re hiding from Experimenting with using the graphic to separate my prose from the poem. What do you think?
Standing in the wind Atop a barren mountain Alone with my dreams
Time to awaken Put my feet upon the floor Go forth and do things Come check out my latest project: Forward Facing, where I explore effectiveness, motivation and harnessing positive energy to create a great life.
Hot summer’s evening The scent of smoke alarming Nothing to fear, right?