Category: Machines

Poem – In Unbound Dreams

In unbound dreams steeped in limitless colors the machines sleep. Metal skin glistens as another day begins, as...

Before After

Across the salted plains We watch the sun fall The moon rise The machines sleep. In dreams spaced...

Emerging from the forest through the last barrier of this life, beasts of the past intertwined with shadows...

The last time I exit the empty field, crossing over the still black water will be the last...

Behind the red glass what being or consciousness watches our every move? The voice behind the glass asks...

From that white pinpoint in the evening sky – I wonder what they are thinking, and I wonder...

Winter evening sky burns at the horizon as day falls into night. Eyes follow the black outlines of...

The sound of metal scraping across rock strewn fields is not the imagination filling time with stories and...

Turning back with empty hands they find the path along the river. Rain begins as they near the...

(1) The march from across the fields and sea signals it is time. Are they peering across the...

Awakened by raven screams from the top of trees above the rocky shoreline, I briefly let go of...