Locomotive breath
Huffing & puffing its pure steam power...
When summer sun bids goodnight
Winged creatures have ceased in flight...
Softly, the rain falls, nature's tears
Nurturing life as it appears...
Mars - The Red Planet
Glittering reddish star...
I.
It was a disheveled mess...
Would You Come With Me
Your head upon my breast to sleep...
I would that moss become her,
Nestled green amidst the cracks...
While ancient stones carried with snow melt go by
Still my form did quiet starling's lonely cry...
There is no point in writing around in circles
washed words, pallid moonbeams of sorrow...
I see those rainbows forming,
Deep inside your eyes...
~ For those of you who know me you will understand...
For those of you who don't know me ... I would...
I am the backwards God;
the streets...