she’s strong enough to admit she cannot do it alone & when she speaks, you listen, when she sings, you listen, when she stares off in silence, you listen

hillary hillary hillary who sobbed her way in cafés all along the campaign trail who now sits beside her prime opponent as spokesperson-talking-head-puppet o’ the empire,

watching the young singer so full of passion with so many stories to tell holding so much talent in the palm of their hands stirring so much emotion from the crowd in front of them

Thoughts upon a Low tide.

I am the shadow which lurks at water's edge.

nights are lonely as a dove seeking a mate, searching for the right one

Atoning for our sins today........

It wasn’t hard to find, right at the top of the hill that locals called ‘Witch’s Hill’ in front of the local cemetery and standing in the shade of a large, spreading chestnut tree; a white gr