Tag: HEAVEN

HEAVENS FLOOR

December 3, 2015

A wet silver wind dusts green morning leaves as they yawn into mornings first breath.   Great branches, wrinkled fingers stretch into an open window sky, free of borders or curtains.   Fallow clouds, rows of twisted strings, the hair of sleeping angels on the floor of heaven, drift without sound to the next place. … More HEAVENS FLOOR

A FAIR DAY

September 16, 2015

A blue carbon sky. The appearance of cold metal pressed between heaven and the dust of nameless souls. Ocean winds press the corners of waters, exciting foamy waves while washing glass thin over rocks and fallen branches. Long thin gray clouds, fingers without hands, stretch like spilled arrows pointing to no place; they fade without … More A FAIR DAY