Reflection

````Beneath the Trees````

A winding pathway calling come,
beneath the trees.
Looks...

Walk between the husks of corn, coarse and currently inanimate,
And hear the whispering wind swirl,...

a hazy encounter
in someone's home
another den of iniquity
under the influence
...

You're asking in general why the world is filled with greed?
Maybe it's to do with the Root of all...

Yearning is inherited.
She stares at the delicate skin
of her wrists, searching for signs....

Going Home

The ghost are everywhere.
I see them under trees.
In gardens and ice cream...

Tires whirring on the cold macadam road,
springs creaking from weak shock absorbers,
engine...

You brought me to my knees,
A love that can’t be bought or faked
A love that doesn’t quit or...

Is what I feel really real,
Is what I see really meant to be,
Or just a mirage that stands...

Alcohol, they say, takes your inhibitions away
Makes you say things you would not otherwise say...

My painting has altered in its aged vigil.
Hiding now in the darkness of a shadowed wall.
...

Ghostly clattering of a lost time
reverberate echoes in the velvet night.
Now the shivers...

A voice to the left,

a voice to the right,

a voice from the light,

a voice from the...

The future ahead looks bleak the old man said

Nobody listened as he got out of bed

The...

Humans...
We are the ones who take land for ourselves; forget other creatures, acquire some wealth...