STANDING BENEATH

piano playing rain lightening flames in a sky burning with storms   drums of thunder the slam of gods wearing armor   heaven backs up from swift winds claiming the air   as rain beats dry dirt with a wet hand    

SURFACING

Be the road long and unending with steps repeating   like a drum releasing a beat while stepping through a curtain of promises to the other side   where removing and separating is no longer blurred like underwater images   we try to forget   surfacing a little less broken

AS THE GARDEN GROWS

The ground rose, colliding with the emotions of my steps, railroading me through stations of thought. Like drums beating a steady cadence of emotions, suggesting a direction for desire. Goals evaporated without explanation. Private thoughts hide in the alleys where dreams live long enough to take a few breaths. There‚Äôs fire in the creative hands … More AS THE GARDEN GROWS