I could write about a woman lost
within the woods, whose hands...

A Tarot reader
can't explain...

Red woman, light of morning sun
lullabies whisper your prized name...

By creating the one who creates you
To fashion while you are being fashioned...

Lost in creativity,
mind clustered...

Filtered fog and florescent
lights, mask a desperate...

I reside within a haven
of meadowlark whispers...

Steam loaded,
taking a ride...

Ripples In The Water (Haiku)
crystal clear ripples...

Drifting thoughts
of velvety leaves...

The black isles
are long corridors...

A single leaf has levitated,
far beyond...