Yellow wheat waves softly in the calm midmorning wind The black shadows of the distant forest rear their two-dimensional heads The teal hat of the sleeping centaur threatens to fly away in the breeze The newly painted orange walls seem to call out for attention The pages of the traveler’s magazine smell of purple ink […]
Read More Poem: RecollectionThe river sings against the wind It sings a song against the wind It sings a song of valleys bridged And tumultuous torrents of other haunts. The forest sings against the wind It sings a song against the wind It sings a song of dotted hills And baby birds of higher trees. The […]
Read More Poem: A River SongTired eyes raise to the golden walls Their grey tears mirrored by the savior’s eyes The hard brown pews bring infinite comfort To the lost innocents who preside here in the red city. Here, in the dense black rooms Death awaits in shades of black brighter than yesterday’s fire Yet a blue flame, in […]
Read More Poem: AmericaBlack and blue, brown and white, The bundles I carry are fluffy and light; My eyes are heavy, my garment blood red, It is scarlet for my dreams, which are regrettably now dead. I chose not this path, I chose not this name My efforts to change have flickered in vain; If only there […]
Read More Poem: Half-Baked
