Dunes Wind blown white sand dunes Dusted clouds flying behind them As though they themselves were at sea And sailing fast. The tufted grasses people...
Watcher Autumn, the quietening down of life, Patient, docile, led meekly to the kill. Infused with the chill smoke of bonfires and over ripe fruits,...
Sleepwalkers There are people who pass through these gates, That are not destined for greatness. Minds with little else to do but follow quiet fate,...