Stormrider

Stormrider

Jun. 5, 2017 by

You wonder why nobody talks anymore about possession, Why this deathly silence on an unacknowledged obsession, About this edifice painstakingly built, built by brick, Ever confident that just another would do the trick. When you spend every day laying the

Floodgates

Floodgates

Aug. 31, 2012 by

Unlike the leaves of autumn, that see fit, to fall in only one season, Very unlike the swinging moods of winter, that shift for no reason, Not at all like the hunger of summer, that doesn’t spare even the moon,

Cinderella Man

Cinderella Man

Nov. 27, 2007 by

You are struck by one, and then another, blow, Perhaps a result of lettings things to go slow, In retort, in return, a harder punch you try to throw, Feeling it sailing across, you begin to get back the flow.