My Poetry and Prose Blogology
My Avalanche of Darkness
“it begins with a quiet sensation / the odd feel of a distal tremor / then it quickly descends into a panic of total emotional abandonment and physical desperation”
Shores of Mercy
“Of all the dreams I could’ve dreamt—
I hesitated—tumbling numb into another
cavern—mined in my own bastions of fear…”
I May Be Old, But We’re Still Young
“stars fall from heaven
before our love melts in time…”
Beyond the Reality Stars
“I stand at the precipice of forever
where I can freely choose my destiny—”
Funeral for a Friend
“as we wander along the glistening beaches of life
our weary footsteps imprint into sands of time…”
