Narrative

Be still thy beating heart betwixt the bleakness of the night

Blow away yon labyrinth of cobwebs...

I cannot count the times that I have cried, sat so worried over you

But my dearest Daughters I am...

I crossed her palm with silver..she did not ask for gold

.. and as I stared at the most beautiful...

I never measured
up
to what I should
have
been

I never measured
...

Patience is the virtue but lonely are our thoughts we Waite eyes open tho lost
to the dreams of...

Honey buzzy bees were a’bumbling above a beautiful, babbling brook

As I sat in my solitary silence...

Dangling precariously from a fungus on a tree
A strangely formed chrysalis
Does fascinate me...

With eyes opened wide amidst sheer delight they gaze up above and the milkyway is bright

Little...

An infinitesimal slight speck tickled
nostril follicle – activated via an itty
bitty, nitty...

Matter of consciousness
Good things that are done to you already
Realizing the past
...

“Rock-a-bye baby”
Mama sings sweet lullabies
as bonny baby Bethany closes her sleepy eyes...

Rehearse
NOTHING
Raw emotions
I ink
My feelings
Become known
...

Shall we stroll along this boulevard listening to that foreign chitter chatter

Smiling as those...

I saw a spider slowly scuttling across my bed covers last night

And I was absolutely aghast...

I was sitting in the corner of my local bar
Just havin’ fun with my friends
I knew the night...

many good things
can grow in a vacuum
many good things
that can make us feel better...

Do you wonder where I am as you lying in your bed ,

Does my face that is familiar dance around...