Poem – At the End of the Day
Cast from expectations of treeless horizons and concrete enforced cities, we landed here within the forest which quickly...
Poem – Calming
What more can I ask for, what more can I expect, than the colors of autumn calming the...
Poem – Roots
I walk the worn dirt path circling the overgrown fields where the winds have abated and the grass,...
Poem – Machines That Move Earth
(1) Putting aside hollywood notions of machine versus man – September morning is hidden in fog, coated with...
Fragments Across the Empty Field
He longs for home of which he is unsure, what that home entails, where the road begins. He...