Some days my friend the past…
dreaming magic jets autographing air
the love we make, the light will know it’s ours
when buffalo played in the surf
Death slouches mean under clouds
How is it nature calls our heart?
What’s the use when we deny, what it is we see?
Together, we will light the world.
Greetings! It’s time, some things old, some things new, and me of course, thinking of you. Merry Christmas and all
We have all the time in the world.
So. How bout dem bears?
Time delivers grace in harmony.
Prayer gives way to fate
diamonds tell her tale
deep inside a crave built a castle of thin air spun of dreams so sweet
wind in the pines
tear the rot out by the roots
imagine a world without need of heroes
Life can be so Nabokov
Days gone by with endless promise, stolen quiet
Love’s a labyrinth.
we need magic not propaganda fools
Drink of this my salty cup of essence frail