
Through the eye
Of our history
We struggle to free,
The presence of meaning
From the answers,
We see.
May 7th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

Through the eye
Of our history
We struggle to free,
The presence of meaning
From the answers,
We see.
April 24th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

On course distortions
Of direct,
Dispersed source
Distracts from the motions
Of indirect,
Produced force.
April 10th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

Cold
And alone
A captured shimmer, of home
In the depths
Of time
Within a frozen, sublime
Is a voice
So distant
Its gone, in an instant
And an silence
So loud
It thunders through, its cold shroud.
April 3rd, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

The density of heat
Within a radiated shell
Determines the status
Of present,
By reforming
The presence
Of hell.
February 28th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

Radiated colors
Falling backwards, in time
Seek their new positions
In crashing landscapes
Re-aligned.
Radiated visions
Rocking inwards, inclined
Greet their fate solutions
Through arcing shadows
Re-defined.
September 13th, 2015 § 0 comments § permalink

One’s gravitational fence
Is often condensed
By a measure
Of our spiritual
Sense.