Candle
Lifted out from ‘neath the glass Flame renews its war with mass Longing latent candle undefined, unknown Light manifest, her
verses and musings of j stoeckmann, all rights reserved.
Lifted out from ‘neath the glass Flame renews its war with mass Longing latent candle undefined, unknown Light manifest, her
When reason called us in its pattern We obeyed as if entranced or certain Marched in habit to its power
Went hunting today, ‘twas me my girl did bring Slowly pacing through lush green of Spring. Our senses sharp at
Love, our reflection in the Stars at Night
We value the shy if they have feathers, Glorious colors and song their compliment Soaring high apart and gliding past
…desolate as this desert is, an unforgiving furnace of heat even on moderate days, it still is home to so much wildlife right in the middle of the city
innocence declared a legend by the lunatic
Comes the frost upon our windowpane