
Painting the inside
From the back of the past
Frames itself outside
Its reflective –
Contrast.

March 18th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
Painting the inside
From the back of the past
Frames itself outside
Its reflective –
Contrast.
March 12th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
A blue piercing portrait
Canvas of time
Sheds its dark secret
Through its strands –
Of pure shine.
March 10th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
We race to the start
To come back from an end
By spinning our instants
We then –
Comprehend.
February 26th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
A denied understanding
Relies on betrayal
As a lie that’s demanding
Implies –
How we fail.
February 25th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
Beautifully askew
an ancient wonder,
breaks through
delivering, unto you
a new perspective
of true.
February 11th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
Feel,
The empty pressure
Hear,
The raging void
See,
The silent vision
Of a wonder –
Long destroyed.
February 9th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
Peering from the shadows
Cloaked in shades of bright
A world reflects its essence
Through its phasing –
Rays of white.
February 5th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
A begin,
From and end
Will often portend
How a life,
Can evolve
To transcend.
February 4th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
Breaking into motion
When rising through its plane
Is the one that wants to question
The why – of if
It’s sane.
January 29th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
Look through the past
To be blind
To be free
To see truths
In the now
To be fine
With what’s me.