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To Know Me
Do you know me Can you claim to unfold my tattered edges Bindings held together with stubborn lashings Years upon years repaired Reinforced What stories faded in my pages What comedy laughs in scattered chapters What tragedy scores dog-eared corners...
Where the Sunrise
Where there is courage to rise each day The shadow of fear covers the path in darkness Desire stands alone conscious in the obscure of night Confidence the sacred jewel on a crown of hope Where there is will Where there...
Lover
Lover of life Your story told in the lines of your face The joy in your eyes Lover of life You see a world unknown to the caged You run confident in to each day Lover of life The world...
In the Wake of Tears
I loved her with all my heart, all my soul I loved her more than I loved myself I sacrificed myself for her, for us But when I could no longer live without loving myself too I choose to live...
Thoughts of a Dying Tree
I turned to see the tree fall in the forest. Crashing like a lake over the forest floor. The branches and leaves splashing over me. They say the falling tree may never make a sound if no one is there...
When and Then
When I was born, It is said the flowers bloomed and the rains washed away the past And the days grew bright with joy. When I was young, It is said the rivers and oceans sprang to life And endless...
Dreams are Illustrations…
My life is a dream. My life has been filled with dreams in dark, unfocused gray on black, in crystal clear technicolor with symphonic sound and lucid hyper reality upon wings of my own design. My book is filled with all these beautiful, tragic and loving illustrations. I sometimes transpose these dreams into my own reality, my art, my music, my life.
Strength of Life
What heart does not hurt that has not lost What day is not long that has no sun Searching, ever searching My soul the intrepid explorer The adventure of life Chances not taken regrettable but past Why do we not...
…and everything is not as it seems
Prelude: The lights seem to flicker in hazes of distant memory A smile transfixed upon faces of the dying Kind words breaking the shy silenced comfort … Run with me in these solum covered hills Where grass grows unchallenged in...
A Seed of Hope
Endless miles of hot asphalt race only inches beneath her. This journey has become all too familiar as she blankly scans the road ahead. The trips back to her parents home each weekend only followed by the same blank canvas...
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