Brother
What mistake can you make that I haven't already?
Seen.
Done.
Forfeited.
Worn.
Your horizon's my pleasure to roll back.
Wonder at my knowledge.
Self-gained.
Now shared.
Steps taken.
Taken once.
And I show you.
Teach you.
The way.
You step solid here.
Lean on this.
Grow.
Into you.
I see you.
Hear you.
Know you ask th...
Thursday 11th May 2017 8:50 pm
Spring Tanka
A winter bite that
mocks the spring, pincers its cocoon.
A life supported?
Cease one's internal decay,
Even ice melts. Love's fluidity.
Thursday 11th April 2013 6:14 pm
Rain in the Summertime
`
Raindrops trickle on the forest's brow
Forming transparent puddles,
That reflect your querying face
And catches the dream of a moment.
Storm cells brew on the radar,
Fearful in their presence as they pass
Life on the brink of forever's portals
Until thunder morphs into cuddles .
In the streams your form takes shape,
Eyes that gaze with hope and love
...
Friday 4th February 2011 9:53 am
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