The night transports me to us, and your thoughts, like moments of a kaleidoscope amid imaginary chaos; as tears swell like the tides pulled by these eyes, drying up before they stream and leaving a heaviness within, fading before the release... A catharsis at the cusp, left incomplete, crawling back to its cavern - but… Continue reading Tossing and Turning
O howling wind lead me back home don't let me roll like aimless stones, like dust, dissolve in ancient seas, or forgotten, revolve in galaxies... Speak of words that guide me - whispers of truth, of eternity... Lead me where I find myself; a solemn prayer in love, to dwell... O howling wind, lead me… Continue reading O Howling Wind!
It was on the first of January, dark grey skies, his fiftieth new year - when straight to the hospital, the family did carry, The Disbeliever, in hopes he’d recover. Hospital sounds, and smells and fear, (A contrast to the outside festivity); The wife dabbed at her wet eyes, “Oh, dear! Oh dear! Is this… Continue reading Disbeliever
It’s nearly dusk, the white mists rise, like foam above the waters, and I cannot lie - for the life of me, I’m scared and I could swear I see the strange pale light. I fight to see through the blur and misty skies, I cannot trust the mind nor sight. Yet out there it… Continue reading Will o’ th’ Wisp
Evening settles in, curtains drawn on charades of everyday nothingness blue specks of sky fade away the wind bows down to the earth slight raindrops play sonatas on roofs of tin. Inspired, I unpack my guitar case and strum it in the silences of my solitude, (a habit, a choice) you don't deserve my music,… Continue reading Sighs