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 …
Tag: youth
Butterflies
i. Autumn is green in California; I remember lying on my belly, elbows in scratchy grass, chin propped in palms, …
Der Lindenbaum
Beneath the linden’s stalwart branches, by the fountain-well and gate I’d lie back and loaf for hours; daydreams knew no …
The Good Old Days
I’d like to turn the clock back to those days when in my prime I strode the hills and …