When I see something unique, something that sparks off little thoughts in my head, they form a rhyming structure. They pretty much create themselves and land here.
I saw a statue of alabaster unaware of the fragile heart that rested within I admired the smooth supple skin on its surface blind to its guilt and its sin I saw a statue of alabaster an object of idolation, and a desire burned within to be a statue of alabaster, always poised and serene.More
Honey, I know the clouds are there And a storm looks imminent There will be flashes of lightning And there might be thunder And the whole sky is going to put up a show You don’t have to be afraid though. Just sit back, open your eyes and empty your mind. The performance is almost […]More
People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of wind on a summer night Like a wisp of smoke trailing heavenward And all that’s left in their wake is the fragrance of their presence A distant memory of their touch On your life People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of wind […]More