There -
amidst a pile of leaves and...

O’er mountains high, past running stream
Where breezes blow and sun doth beam...

;
Take...

How is it that leaves slip so easily?
What makes a tree want to let one go...

Late at night when all is still,
I sometimes hear a lively call...

Love ain’t what it used to be,
and the air is thicker...

Yesterday found itself far from home.
Running from what home will be...

For many years a crow has been spotted in the...
Awash in bitter spite, it makes its way between...

Footprints in the snow;
snapshots of your past...

There weren't enough nights in a year for us.
You, with dim eyes glowing furiously, always...

Your light inspires.
The troubles you face...

Won’t you be my octopus?
Won’t you climb about my walls...