they are near yet treacherous rain fall first appeared we are one time took its token elated to son 3.29.15
Tag: Spiritual
A Burial, A Dream, A Spiritual Interventionist
I know your energy sense is right here in the room with me, it’s dense Your spirit’s pressing and it lifts what squandered the mounting turbulence You my friend are still alive, more than life admits 3.28.15
Eyes Are Going To Light Up Clever
Poets are this clever Does it surprise you? Oh no it doesn’t… Who is she who builds life purpose out of pain Recycled for the gain of insanity, whole humanity! Who is that girl who no longer knew comfort and friends? So fully frustrated So f*^$*ng broke Who left sane energy… Returning to one’s inner…
Reclaim My Territory
Perfecting the Art of personification Mine alone can move a nation Fierce in roots, always the call Now is time to walk the walk 3.27.15
Silent Voice, Gentle Gestures
it surprised me a little but i liked it guilty in admitting what kind of light hit internal pursuits made present in outer truth apparent curtains rarely hide, exposes of deep sensation vibes, soul’s clue embedded in mute 3.26.15
Excess Gas Liquid Bomb
killing me softly this intense urge a supernova of mass surge like an indemnity sketched in heartbeat so beyond the surface deep 3.21.15
Ancient Love
We were together last night Understanding completion Bowed in the service of heart Metaphorical deacon Your eyes lit a beacon To my soul called me home Cradled in the comfort Of knowing not alone 3.26.15
Greatest Last Virtue
If an artist’s inspiration never dies The mystery of muses lends the life 2.20.15
Aubrey's Arch 