Tag: Prose

Sea Maven

They don’t understand my voyage, though they wish a safe return

A Declarative Match

More than likely you will exhaust your fumes There will be no more tears to spare No more bark to bite What you have done is moved on to higher heights And the low bound no round is extinguished

I Dream In Real Color

My world begins when you leave But I’d like you around so we both could dream 
My plea won’t make you stay This song won’t provoke you either way Yet I bleed… Can we see in the same color? Can we dream together?

Showfully Joy My Mind

you are paper in frame ~  ~ oil in the air ~ ~ a blessing to and from ~ a lightning bolt of sum

It’s What You Put Into Your Dreams

what if I was really  everything  I was was suppose to be…   how far could a  reach behold me…   what there in distance  would search me…   and how wide a range  of an air speed…   could levitate the center of each speech…

The Call’s Inside You

Who are you? Forget what everything has forced you to believe… What is it you long to weave?