Narrative

When you think of a duck,
You know that it quacks,
When you think of a shark,
You know...

Such a crisp and gentle feeling I relish as I kick many copperish leaves. My walks through the partially...

I stand in awe of your glory
And I bow before your presence
My Lord you are pure and holy...

The angels came out to play today, to take my grandma away, but that's not allowed so get back in your...

I depart through a crimson door with a golden handle into the mist
The minute, his deep and earthy...

doors close on Sundays
no books to read in New York
just cold rocks to kick

Through swords, fires, and accusations
I shall walk through thorns and broken shells
On...

Watching me through the window,
As I watch him in return,
A pensive and strange little fellow...

Shooting star,
where do you go,
As you glide through the night,
shooting star,
...

I put my words out there, for all the world to see,
i hope they like my work, and I hope they like...

“The lone and level sands stretch far away.” Shelley, Ozymandias.

Ah… And there it is, my friend...

Today, somewhere, there are people
who are and now wish they were not
who they had once...

Each growl is a reminder of the state
That the economy is in lately
The rent and bills suck...

You can be free if you just try...

You can mount up like an Eagle...

You can soar if that's...

it is sad to expect nothing
very sad!

no light, no shadows
no flowers, no...

Seaward
I relish this clash of titans
only existing in the mist
Aphrodite Artemis and...

Betwixt the mower's reaping iron,
A crumped life does lie.
The blood thick and crimson bright...