Neophyte

after all,  she was still young, a neophyte to society.

Panacea

I hope that someday, a day, good and gay, we will find a panacea for the diseases of the world.

Buried Deep – Who I Really Am

In the dark, Out the window, Across the fields, Down the street, Beside the lamp, Under the bushes, I was, stained of dirt Digging rigorously Breathing heavily Burying my feelings Under a layer of smiles And hugs A layer of kind words And hands.    

Looped Over

The sun rises Then it sets, It shines, And it hides Water evaporates Then it pours It collects And evaporates again A seed grows A stem and leaves A flower With more seeds Fall freezes into winter Winter thaws into spring Spring warms into summer Summer drops to autumn, again Day, and night Night, and … Continue reading Looped Over

The Exquisite Modesty

I see exquisite in the unnoticed mist above the sea hiding a beauty far more entrancing, one that none could ever imagine mist holding secrets unopened I see exquisite in the glares of sunlight never acknowledged being smothered by the arrogant sun no glance at the rays delivering gifts from above I see exquisite in … Continue reading The Exquisite Modesty

The Impossible Unseen

The unseen resides in places most unknown places unexplored In the bottom of the ocean Darkness and coral reefs and unseen waters of the sea In the shadows of the forest Among between the Amazon and places no one’s gone. In space, like the universe Unseen planets and stars edges of the universe so far … Continue reading The Impossible Unseen