• "The Bleak But Hopeful Morning"

    Tis the morning with a layer of slip,
    A layer of slide and all so much glide,
    Tis the morning where we stay inside,
    Admiring the crystals that have blessed us with rest,... more »

  • 'Black Coffee'

    I see chocolate colored blackness in my red mug,
    I see a boy inside that just needs a hug,
    I see a fish in a cage that is searching for a bug,
    I see a man who fills his sadness with a pug,... more »

  • Flight Through Matter

    Blankets of velvet fall thickly on peaks,
    Flowing, soaring through, and through,
    Cutting like sushi, the board is my knife,
    Paving through valleys,... more »