I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way—things I had no words for–Georgia O’Keeffee It’s been three years our eyes trained to new ways of life.But it came riding on pain, loss, isolation, shadows, the birds hungered for a breath of fresh air. But some caged […]
The sail of silly wind ceased.Navy cloak-cover damps the sky.Sky palming the wet moon.Dripping. Slimy. Mouldy.Night sleeps under the blanket of rain.Turned frost.Wind, wondering how to cross the Cosmic sea, ether growing conocybes.The fungal moon. But onceThe wind treaded blithe,Roaming the permeating mystic,Fluttered the pristine, white sail,The ship sailed, when the luna silvered the river,Settled in […]
In the Bubble of Proliferating Dream I walk smothered by star dust I walk in and out of my dreamProliferating like reality,Smothered by star dustFeet smudged in mushy mudby the corner where lilies bloom…. The shrub-shroud no hindranceFor light to penetrate the locus,A little place so pristine,Where dreams emanate fragranceOf the real, honeyed whiff sweepspast […]
