They ask me,what is hope?Is it something true?Or something you hold onto? Is it something safe?Or is it just in your head?Some wonder if hope is legit. As they try and defeat the growing pit.Fill it up with hope,they say.It'll we...

A ghost floats right there before me.And she wanted to stay up high.She wanted things to last forever. So we can both fly.One time is forgivable,right?She hurt me once without blinking an eye. And I thought,does it matter?And let out a...

You add gold to the frame.Maybe you sell it,and it earns lots of fame.Brush stroke by brush stroke,you create it all again. Maybe for fame,fortune or gain.You dip the color into the brush.You take your time,never rush. Would you paint a...

I Smoke escapes trembling alchemical lips Poetry escapes smoke-stained finger tipsWanderer of solitude, thoughts & sorrows Tears as tiered prisms of black rainbows Sealed in wax extracted from deep spaceUppermost seriousness, written upon faceIgniting the night in a search for the...

Drawn to places of stars, drawing me – Further afar.Pathways dotted with deer Knowing I Have no fear in the gnosis of My going. Breeze whispering dawn. Venus – Pulsating in The horizon – Over movements of trees. Song Swaying like the seas of the seasonsHaving arrays of reasons in their ways. Where I talk the walk of The...