Afterlife

I see her beautiful smile and hear her laugh in my dreams.
And I hold these memories like treasures...

this we know:
we are living matter
matter that evolves
adapts, reproduces
we...

Bored by the stainless blades slicing down this conversation
Deaths early arrivals pour by off the...

I drive over the next rise in the road,
And yet I see another,

I look outside as the terrain...

She Sleeps in Lavender
by D.C. O’Rourke

She sleeps in lavender and lace,
Beneath a...

Purge my sight with Altar coal!
Lifting burden ; my pleading goal!
Hiding sinews ; evermore...

They took you away in a black bag with a zipper
It closed on my entire heart.
Every...

Why did a butterfly lay it's beautiful wings on my hand?
It's widespread belief that Butterflies...

Created word how you deceive the mystic shades
which spin oceans depth into stride
bleached...

My mind wanders where sainted winds write
ancient prayers which fall as autumn comes
pain...

Cautious light threads in morning’s exhaustion throwing vision on ranked moss upon cracked memory carved...

The side of the road

Although a magical place with lush carpet grass and blossom overhang, the...

TO BE READ AT MY FUNERAL
02/04/2025
Constellation of souls....

Look up—what do you...

Often these days
the following genuine sentiment
Matthew Scott Harris
doth wish to...

The crisp chill of night, a graveyard gray

Where granite sleeps and shadows play...

Death is a moving force
to all things that end.
For me, it was a heavy obstacle—
to...