in the flickering light
a universe bursts open
and heaven unfolds.
Archives for September 2016
sound drowned
the inner city.
a menagerie of sound.
no caves of quiet.
troubled troubadour
the voice sings softly.
a troubadour of sadness.
the rhythm my heart.
time for a change
nothing really ends.
just changed places in space time.
but where and what time?
half century
a short fifty years
trekking boldly amongst stars.
living long after.
lipstick pigs
this brown spot of rust.
this corner of tarnished hope.
when things come undone.