I am the rise and fall of October-
Leaves will turn color, shades...
I look upon the fading sun
the day has died; the night has begun...
Work your magic across the sky
Midnight Moon, pearlescent queen...
Sweat, on canvas
silk, on screen...
Beautiful Morn
Yawing sunshine...
The Ruins
Walk among the ruins...
I sleep beneath the untamed vines,
On mossy earth and fleshy leaves...
The moon is out of reach despite my need
to pull it from the space it occupies...
Could which of nature's art, out-glow her grace?
Of silver specks in night, I start with ease...
If the azure glow of the ocean
is summers' own liquid crest...
soft curls ebb and flow; gently
kissing the soles of my feet...
"I'm so tired of performing
in the pageantry of vanity...