Eagle Eye

Eagle Eye a drum beats to rhythms of time when wolves ran free along the rising red sun and an Eagle’s eye scanned the four corners. a time long ago, of balance now lost. we live all man made replaced today on lands of cement piled high with Styrofoam. pretending it’s our right, a human…

the Orchid Opens

Standing in the moonlight is a creation powerful enough to give life clutching a legacy of rolling hills against dark valley’s browned plains along deep waters basking in the moment musing over time is a woman neither young nor old bathed in wisdom humbled by scars. she runs with wolves listening to the wind pass…

True Colors

His eyes pierce my inner most faults, stripping the ugly bare, peeling back layers of pretend nonsense that fools the average from the truths of self, denying them name with excuses. He dares them to surface in face, be real, the reality of self knows the true masks it owns from the beautiful to the…

The Prize

Dedicated to Brandy Brenna~ Three good friends canoe down the Kinni each with their own bag of thoughts on a journey upon her waters. They travel with different strokes following the calmer course as they glide around a corner they hear the air between his wings before any of them see. The fisherman in the…

It is not your fault

A world of plastic cards of false hope, commercial games, brandings by name, tricks used to fool those deemed blind behind front doors, oblivious to the voices training their lives the pirates in black raising their glasses high towards the sky, laughing, toasting the conquered world they buried below the pavement of man, although their…