Monday, March 21, 2011

A sampling of words

View from our place

From time to time my creative juices flow a different direction, away from making art to writing poetry and short stories. Here's a sampling, I don't suggest they're professionally written on any level


From the earth I stand

Absorbed in a blue-tinged moon

contemplating



she wanted silhouettes to capture a calm night

mystery still quietly existed while everyone slept




growing tired of the slime of the camouflaged drain

when will they let their bad dream down

tired

got my universal love

cried my tears of compassion

but they ain't got no power


As Winter passes the turquoise grows deeper

There are sprigs of sapling green and the scarlet of petals

The ocean is deep and dark in places

Just hold me and run with me

So we can begin





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