Tuesday, September 01, 2015

Wandering Hate

Those who wish
for you to
are already

Monday, August 31, 2015



Her Depth Is Dark
No Heart Can See
A Treasure Hides
Inside Her Deep
I Swim To Search
Inside Her Sea
But Pushing Waves
Deny My Plea
At Shore I Wait
Through Night And Day
Just To Hear
Her Ocean Play
Here I Stand
With Buried Feet
Until Her Waves
Come Look For Me

Sunday, August 30, 2015


Remember that a storm can also nourish a flower in need of the rain.