Weathered Barns
Weak weathered barns remember fertile fields and hay piled high to see the winter through; with longing, they recall rich …
Weak weathered barns remember fertile fields and hay piled high to see the winter through; with longing, they recall rich …
You hop onto my window sill each night and even let me hold you in my hands, as if your …
Out of my still surroundings, out of an unfathomed ground: an inexplicable clowning, a long-forgotten sound. From Heaven’s gate …
The wind stole tears of everlasting dreams. Of life, of love, that’s often left unsaid; where misplaced echoes hidden ‘neath …
At four a.m. the minions climb upon their sleeping beast: They clean away the soot and grime, each sleeve …
A sneaky breeze, a thousand thieves is creeping through the grass and trees and tugging branches, rustling leaves. Its fingers, …
It is the charge of time to steal the grace of architects, For man to breathe in crumbling works the …
Here in this bank the future lies asleep, signed sealed and stored, as generations pass. Their embryonic secrets they will …