Whisks of slow violence
Pierce through the night
Invading our conscious
And concealing our might.
Whispers of silence
Curtail the true fight
By seeking out questions
We know are not right.
April 27th, 2014 § 0 comments § permalink
Whisks of slow violence
Pierce through the night
Invading our conscious
And concealing our might.
Whispers of silence
Curtail the true fight
By seeking out questions
We know are not right.
April 20th, 2014 § 0 comments § permalink
sweeping ever slowly
though a daylight of dreams
the broken lonely soldier
creates a balance
through extremes
its point of translocation
from its whitewashed
streaked streams
is a fated destination for
it’s shining white screams.
April 20th, 2014 § Comments Off on Arrow § permalink
Tracking down a witness
By tracing through a thought –
Are entangled correlations
To find what time has wrought.
April 19th, 2014 § 0 comments § permalink
Rivers of color
Flowing true, and in form
Reflect a control
Through a calm, chaotic storm
Waves of rich wonder
So completely, transformed
Drapes a darkened veil
On ideas, that don’t conform.
April 18th, 2014 § 0 comments § permalink
A double down signal
A core flash –
In the dark
A magnetic culmination
Set free –
From its spark.
April 13th, 2014 § 0 comments § permalink
Breathing in a vision
By breaking back the sky
A spiritually sober moment
Then asks the question, why?
Sensing the faintest wisdom
When reaching through its lie
A logically somber moment
Then slips, and says goodbye.
April 12th, 2014 § 0 comments § permalink
sublimation sleds
down the edge
of dark waves
by carving a carbon thread
down the ledge
of times grave.
April 6th, 2014 § 0 comments § permalink
The signal, for ascension
When seen, from above
Contrasts, with pure reason
When compared, to true love.