Lay claim to the vibrant ebullience that is the waking world...
The Waking World
Sailors and Monsters
We grow up awake, slowly falling asleep...
I’m Asking For Your Help
I have a question because I want to be a better writer/poet.
Escape the Stillness
I just might uproot to escape the stillness...
Intertwined
In the dark bliss, under the pale moon. Vines that all twist in love's tender bloom
A Waiting in the Seaside Mist
The river is faithful...
Upon the Cliffside
For every day her attention was not elsewhere led, the universe would make its loving advance
Willow-Like
We flow, blurring the fading wike between writer and write
Old Clouds
With lethargic vim, the clouds roll overhead as I hope they do when I'm 94
December Rose 