Originally posted on From Bluerock: Waiting for the night to take me My body stiffens, strains and cries (I really hurt, but I must try) To flee my world and…
secrets in a brave old world secrets live in a thousand dreams hidden behind black midnight scenes keeping time with heart’s pounding beats in a brave old world there’s really […]
I CAME ACROSS THIS QUOTE AND IT INSPIRED THIS DIGITAL ART: about this image: I started with an old photogram I did of myself circa 1976 when I was studying […]
Inside the house on sleepless street Pain coils itself, a striking snake That hisses dread as midnight sighs And crawls behind half shut eyes That fight to close but admit […]
heading home from a distance past a vague refrain nods to love lost the meetings end the clock runs late a tidy mess still lays in wait to greet again […]
As darkness spills its muddy shroud A time-thief comes with its head bowed To hide in shadows until such hour Where hands move minutes around the clock Like lacing stars […]
Again I’ve crawled inside my mind Passing time and spinning rhymes Staring at a darkened screen Trying to beat my best game While ticking hands count off each dream I’m […]
Flows an undercurrent constant and wary Beneath swells of a rolling sea Pain’s storms come quick, raging rampant Floods’ fury comes threatening and deep Pain pours down, familiar […]
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