“The Blood Of Autumn”

The kaleidoscope of autumn is a painting exploding from a heavenly, pregnant sky. Leaves of gold, bronze and red fall from smoky, twisted trees, like memories. Elongated shadows like demons, are of the devil’s breath, waiting to steal precious life. The last drop of blood falls freely upon the winter’s ground leaving the earth, paleContinue reading ““The Blood Of Autumn””

“A Sleepy Kind Of Naivete”

Where the impressions are so vivid beliefs are etched in your mind. Summer 1991, the sweltering heat forced the king crabs to seek refuge in the kettles. Where the colors singe the eye. A technicolor mosaic to the sleep. Sunrises on any morning alive in the free world of man Then the alarm wakes youContinue reading ““A Sleepy Kind Of Naivete””

“Yet But A Single Rose”

Never thinking of eloquent words enough, Believing in memories would get me through. The road I less traveled truly got rough, I sincerely died as time quickly flew. Just a man with no memorable name, Never seeking the bright lights of glory. Desperately avoiding fortune or fame, A sad journey of a lonely story. OnContinue reading ““Yet But A Single Rose””

“True Love’s Serenity”

Words of wisdom on the tongue like fine wine, yet fear is savored clouding open minds. Understandably not upon the vine, yet neither shall not leave true love behind. Tis true that you possess an angel’s touch, calming the rage in my once broken heart. With eloquence running freely as such, knowing our true loveContinue reading ““True Love’s Serenity””