a darkened path, tight like a line of granite fists rebels against the changing season, though finally surrendering like the last leaf, separating its bond due to issuing winds, as overwhelming changes sculpt the next solstice to rediscover itself
we are the leaves of autumns fall clouds watch over us with breezes shredding softly the passing of summer its more than words on paper as the voice within steps aside the unfamiliar and familiar while time and gravity bend the shadows we are haunted by
our car lights cut a shinning path over a dark surface as we pass below boughs of great trees I lean out the window watching leaves twist as we hurry past stars blink on a dark infinity sky warm air rushes through my hair, my eyes blink with excitement our street … More OUR DUSTY ROAD
to brave the change the unknown on a park bench feeding pigeons, eagles in another life while enjoying the green as leaves scratch in winds way boys throwing stones dogs on leashes with angry eyes walking on paths around ponds as day is completed much like yesterday and tomorrow
The trees see everything observing the hunter and the prey the fox pauses, his nose sensing the air then presses on as a rabbit holds court in silence the ground is moist, below the surface winter retains its hold twigs lay scattered from icy winds and leaves carpet the moss providing protection … More ALL SEEING
Leaves arrange for night, the aroma of dark green stays close to the branches crickets capture a cruel cadence velvet breezes close the roses and day lilies reed tops lightly rustle a sandpaper hymn fireflies light a path to the nearest screen door flashing creative energy everything is painted with … More A GENTLE END
The soul of singing is a glorious sunshine like a sea of golden wheat tops ready for harvest as morning unfurls a heavenly glow emerald softened leaves twist at the request of passing breezes ground shadows from the hands of clouds cool the skin while a piece of sunshine crosses over a back … More A GOOD START
Winds circle wheat tops twisting stems into spasms like thieves running over dried leaves and dead branches sunshine strikes window surfaces when passing clouds allow percussion’s of light to pass around dense mist the ground thirsts for rain the blood of soil
Cloudless night sleep forsaken for the lack of dreams walking softly outside under a carpet of stars shadows from branches are cast onto a narrow dirt path light breezes disturb wax twisted leaves, a fright to imagine if it were ghosts moving about there is a sense of being unearthed and homeless … More KINGDOM OF STARS
It was a train in the sky. A thunderous ballad of unscripted percussions of warm and cold colliding; an influence without equal. The oncoming front sounded like a thousand warriors. running hard. Leaves turned over. Windows slammed shut. Animals sought shelter. A sequence of distant low frequency explosions pressed the air. There is no resolve … More FURIOUS
