Crosses and arrows.
X's and O's...
Sometimes i sit & wonder
Very late at night...
Spring crawls slowly forward,
Chasing away cold winter nights...
The blood red wine of
pomegranates...
Artistry
You hold a pencil in your hand...
is the colour of
my better wishes...
As I do list the highlights left of me
In twilight of my life through memoirs' reel...
La noche es oscura,
Pero en esa oscuridad hay luz...
If I had breath to give but one last word
Could love weight all my brimful heart's outpour...
I walked alone-
upon a blank canvas...
I'm in between the festive year of new
and tied by thought within the others past...
Take my hand.
We will walk...