Knowing truth of your existence deep in my heart, touching it gently with every thought, trying to hold on, yet letting death grow stronger by it’s own insistence.
Reaching into hidden corners, searching for your presence, wanting to hear from you.
Silent shadows penetrate my mind leaving me behind, hoping soon, we will be together again.
Lanes spreading out into country roads, traipsing down dirt-filled ditches, wandering altogether aimlessly without any care or worries about what they’ll find at the ends of their journeys.Escaping jungles of entanglement, crossing fjords with tidal waves acting like a tsunami, covering everything in it’s path.Sending signs of weather-beaten eras out onto island’s sand bars, gathering…
Each poem holding a message for every person who reads them.
Finding many pictures, opening up their hearts to let in thoughts of beauty.Sitting in silent landscapes, feeling desert heat warm insides of my being so I can float into regions of beautiful scenery.
containing some enjoyment over the years.
Feeling and interpreting musical compositions into poetical forms.Raising patterns of intellect, rounding up emotions with aplomb.Corraling everything under the guise of picturesque landscapes that I’ve painted myself.Sounding tones of life and placing them where they belong – on photographic screens of my mind to look at throughout the years.As I age seniorly alone, combining all…
