• Heartfelt Confession

    We are who we are because of the past
    We think that it stops us if it was good or bad
    The pain never stops,
    The memories never fade,... more »

  • How Gentle A Doctors Hand

    How gentle a doctor hand
    Its soundless motion travels with care
    rushing over the wombs that bare
    Commanding to know the mystery,... more »

  • In Blue

    In winter I saw a figure,
    Smiling; often unwelcome by the life of others
    Watching people enjoy their lives, their last or their beginning.
    He hears and sees the things they can't imagine... more »

  • The Hole

    The hole is darken
    Filled with fear, bodies broken, scars open,
    Memories flowing, mind gone, eyes open,
    The hole darkens... more »