Slide into a soliloquy, the colour of verdigris fantasies like a forest of history forced into procrastination Collars on every tree, each leaf and stem beginning to manifest dreams I reset every grain of upset sand – beg for the … Continue reading Verdigris Fantasies
Somewhere in the stillness of the lost forest he paused and felt the way the trees moved in the gentle shifting currents of air. Too far away to truly hear, was the suggestion of a stream bickering with the stones, … Continue reading Conductor
The melody of fallen grass, gathered now a staccato thrum of diesel and the rumours spread by crickets and katydids What would you do with a ticking clock poised above you? Don’t touch me now, it still hurts just watch … Continue reading a life above glass
Stepping stones became puddles of light and the immediacy of melted snowfall is winning a brief victory, before the sun conquers all A foal tasted the touch of my hand there in the high fields beneath that final astounding thrusting … Continue reading Linger
With dignity, we will leave though I’m not sure how. Some days the rain falls soft enough to sing as it falls, yet leave the world dry. Some days the moon will rise in a violet sky, and shine on … Continue reading Violet Skies
Blaze of Obscurity 