God paints the sunrise with the softest blues//And loverly, effervescent yellows//If I were a bird, it'd be my featherbed//And if I were a melody, it'd be my complement
Here I am
This Incorrigible Springtime, Pt. I
It's beautiful, isn't it?//This garden of hardy weeds//This muted symphony//This incorrigible springtime
Back in the Storm
Silhouetted mountaintops//Caging the unheard screams//Clouds forming textured backdrops//Punctuating noir scenes
Peaces in Tow
Ever anon it goes the ineffectual prose of things you'll never know just living a life in tow
Whimsy-Roamer
Slog in the Weighs of Barrie
Pick Your Poison
And now it's getting hard to breathe. Pick your poison - heart or treason.
Ever Weigh Anchor
And ever faithful he shall be for sea brought him more joy than she. Better a man live a life of leave with enlivened heart 'neath tattered sleeve.
The Architecture of My Kingdom
Awaiting the curious to discover the architecture of my kingdom
The Difference, Really
For all the days when every drop flows freely // Tell me, what is the difference, really?
December Rose 