More than the kisses
More than the words
More than the moments
More than the words
More than the moments
I miss
The tingling
Resonance
Of your touch
Tag: Art
A map to anywhere
Oh, the places I can go
When all I bring
Is imagination
And a little inspiration…
When all I bring
Is imagination
And a little inspiration…
I found this map
Of Cassiopeia
Fourth planet circling
Alpha Andromedae
With instructions
For activating
The wormhole
At Stonehenge
Nature’s Patient Paintbrush
Ah, if only I had
The time and patience
Of Nature’s paintbrush
The glories I could create
The time and patience
Of Nature’s paintbrush
The glories I could create
In this precious slice
Of time allotted
I record her beauty
With all my skill
Beneath the Perfect Beauty of it All
Beneath my favourite tree
In my favourite spot
On a warm, sunny Sunday
Breeze tickling the leaves
Rippling the glassy lake
Birdsong
And the smell
Of freshly mown grass
In my favourite spot
On a warm, sunny Sunday
Breeze tickling the leaves
Rippling the glassy lake
Birdsong
And the smell
Of freshly mown grass
Unconfined
The world provides
Such an abundance
Of the strange
And unknown
Such an abundance
Of the strange
And unknown
I try not to let
My ignorance
Confine my experience
Fairytales
There are places in this world
Where fairytales
Have always been true
Where fairytales
Have always been true
Stop :: Rewind :: Play
I become attached
To what was
Replay it
Over and over
To what was
Replay it
Over and over
Wishing it
Each time
To be
Different
Conflict
When I realized
No conflict
Could be resolved
Either by winning
Or capitulation
I began to understand
The true nature of conflict
No conflict
Could be resolved
Either by winning
Or capitulation
I began to understand
The true nature of conflict
The interplay
Of force
And resistance
Our passion for awe
As I turn the pages
Of the open book
That is the world
Of the open book
That is the world
I discover anew
The creativity of humanity
As we strive for the divine
Time Goes Every Year
Time goes every year
And never comes back
Yet always comes around
To the same time
And never comes back
Yet always comes around
To the same time
And here am I
Year over year
Setting down my characters
Setting down my letters
Pix to Words 