Fairbanks, April 27th 2018
To those delicate hours Between the warm dusk and chilled dawn Containing time untouched By my hands, by my eyes Filled with mystery outside Of my subconscious activities What it…
A-lli-lens!
When I was a child in Gallilee There once came a man down from the sky With only two arms and two eyes He had a bubble about his head…
Somewhere Near Waterfalls
The cliff-side hangings Are held apart by slim pillars Rocky towers that have formed long ago Keep the river flowing through A lapse that could not be understood If…
Tributary Tuesday
I have been thinking of doing a primary weekly activity, and am going to try making Tuesday a day to pay tribute to other poets and some of their pieces…
First Words
Where does your courage come from? That reason that halts you… But that thunderous pounding of your heart… It echoes through the soul, Electrifying every recognizable symptom of fear,…
