
A blue piercing portrait
Canvas of time
Sheds its dark secret
Through its strands –
Of pure shine.

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 12th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
Isolating structures
Through decomposing scales
Removes supported clusters
Revealing –
The oldest of our tales.
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.
January 8th, 2017 § 0 comments § permalink
Flashing through the dusk
Racing through the night
Breaking into now
Reveals a dark –
That finds its light.
December 26th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
An indirect break
Of nature,
When violently
Thrown –
Directs imprecise
Patterns,
For a reason
Unknown.