Hero’s

There are all types of hero’s, I think mine are poets and writers, With words they reflect that mystery Of things we wish to see, and shadows A voice full of untold beauty Whispering story’s that unfold. They speak of battles, Of midnight late writings Across his typewriter paper; when He types of life and […]

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Waiting

Waiting for the thunder From the distant stars, The echo of mortality, The whispers of a storm, Some half-remembered, Time gets slow in waiting, Spirits formed from the wanting, Taking shape in the spaces, Where sunlight once existed, Where moonlight doesn’t touch. The earth shakes from the vibration, It shimmers in anticipation, Where I can […]

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You are mine…

To walk on this earth, free to travel anywhere I balance on water for you or in a tree or anywhere you would be, I’d be there… I’m not a caterpillar I am not a balloon I am not spliced clay, I could try to draw you, but I have no thumbs, it’s just that […]

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