Tuesday, February 28, 2012 0 comments

Soul stirring muse,
The scent of fading jasmine
blossoms as moon beams dance through animated branche.

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In the silence
words become runes
beveled into impatient stone
to be carried through time.

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demise not by my pen
paint you righteous,
the writer that writhes ink to fire
setting fevers to skin and soul.

Monday, February 27, 2012 0 comments

Let me paint
the sacredness
of your naked Soul.
I promise
each brushstroke will contain
your Beautiful Truth.

Saturday, February 25, 2012 0 comments

Bodies are like poems, only a fraction of their power resides in the skin of things. Remainder belongs to the spirit that swims through them.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012 0 comments

I wake
to an inky night
paper beckoning with
white angel wings
waiting windsail words
I fly to meet my thoughts.

 
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