Becalmed atop a mirrored sea
the storm has passed...
Disquiet sits quietly
making mental notes...
I’ll build a castle in the air
for you and me alone to share...
To see the beauty
in a single snowflake...
Pumpkin scented air
carries promise of candy...
Surface surfers
with insidious whispers...
Innocence of form
belies the cimmerian shades...
A tree there stands upon a hill
Which bears such painful scars...
Banners snap in breeze wrought heavy with the...
Hooves rumble across grass worn thin and bare in...
Tomorrow,
a word that whispers off the tongue...
Do not weep when I am gone,
It is not chance but mine own choice...
Slam the steel door and fasten it tight
Make sure it’s sealed to keep out the light...