canvas on a warping frame
I didn’t know oil could crack. But new fissures open in sunflowers, gladiolas, the black and grey of the background. You smeared a soft white in the vase. It shines …
A Cosmos of Darkness and Light
There once was a boy who could dream a lost world and manage to reach it at times; his mind was a plaything, it swanned and it swirled in realms …
pre-Exodus From Skin
Oh, how a young man’s thoughts still reign in tired bones and soul of dust. Will you remain thru silver years? Until my breath has passed beyond this dimming light, …
Fireflies
There are those who live like dark corner dwellers, night sky sojourners watching the others, wishing to join them knowing they can’t, these scared little bugs, glimpsing the world over …
The Truth About Atlantis
If only sadness were a storm; an angry rush of torrential downpour to leave me breathless; a Poseidonic fury to wreck me asunder, but, sadness is a gentle wave lapping …