Winter came early
to the low country...
Tonight the moon will sit
on the gazobe...
Wake up , suit up, get dressed go out
hop on, drive on, the fuel burns out...
a green frog
croaks to leap...
It was a damp kiss
of an image...
The brown rice were
not yet ready...
Can you understand
the agony of a titan, which...
A winter queen now owns the stage
the lock and chain, falls from her cage...
I would not understand
your fabric, when you come...
I felt you, through your
words. Tight and...
In search of wholeness,
the words sit around me...
This paper lantern in lake
was in love with you...