Stainless light

October 22, 2016

Unborn, brilliant rays

Burn through and fade

Unnatural molds that we’ve  made

Early morning guest

October 7, 2016

                        An invitation

         Birds, wind; even train whistle

               Connect and experience

Art the Dinosaur

September 29, 2016

Lone brontosaurus

Searching for trees

Wanders through a forest of art

Conversing with me

Little rebel

September 28, 2016

photo by Emily Blincoe


To think that I once thought of myself as free

Wind blown, free to grow, color in cheeks


Whether this life was eventually termed long or short

I’m not really sure either concept will ever come close


I wanted so much more, simply to live and be able to love

But in the end, I became just another story for the coffee book table





September 26, 2016



Cricket points to space

Trees sway sleep

Secrince’s light

September 8, 2016








Was true in moonlight, set in space

absence of time, blue, red and black

fountains violent, desire-less sight

touching, yet separate; similar paths

Rage does slow, abound and kneeling

with page in hand, soaked with feeling

perfected sight, foot steps go slowly

come back full circle, season dwelling

Sane willows sway and hold dear secrets

sworn once more on final night

known and forgotten just to see

merged again to absorb light



August 24, 2016

Heart smile, eyes gleaning 

She wants only to rest in love 

I’m an apple

August 19, 2016

​30 days

So beautiful

I am blessed

Sudden creaking door

Natural smell, sudden smack

Merton beneath trees


Stillness again

August 7, 2016

Time seems stretched somehow

Playing each moment sweetly

I remember this

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