Do not think that what you see is...

what you get, there is no truth in what you see the value of which has been defined repeated through tv radio friends and others, but look deeper look within the eyes and search

Spring is Late this Year

Well it is... here.
Cherry

Whiskey Sour

Drunken teens, love inexpressible, a .38 Smith, and a late night flight from the police. What more could you ask for?

PAIN

Pain Constant pain Not quite physical A mental pain An invisible wound. Constant pain My life is ruled by it Its tendrils ensnare me Its power engulfs me At times it overwhelms me.

The Lady With The Dog

Originally entered for BBC Radio 3's The Verb's Chekhov short story competition where the springboard was a title from a Chekhov story.

Iphigenia

I want to know whose war it is That I have fought without a bruise, Without a sound, without the news Of where the breach or the defeat is, I want to hear the name, the cause

The City "Symphony" (Ashland, Oregon, USA)

The bass of thousands of cars on the roads the flute-song of the wind bouncing off the wooded mountains the soft snarl of electric saws the distant cawing of crows
Cherry

Clayton

About an old chicken coop that occupies a place in my backyard. It's almost like a member of the family at this point.

The Silence

For love that is lost in the darkness... x

do not flower too well

your breathe, the stem... you grow below the sunshine, stretching hairs of light breathe, your grow with tension: do not long to become the full radiance where life will eat you

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