first attempt Veiled Love Let me join in dreams Stir a night of stars Lost! my way in thoughts of you Honeyed, sullen skies. ———– Teaching myself to make felted landscapes. Landscape. —noun a section or expanse of rural scenery, usually extensive, that can be seen from a single viewpoint.
I am sure each step taken the light the dark leant us time… left us shaken
I don’t need all the anger from either side… so i go my own way. As I dally along, I feel their hot air suffocate my pores. Melt my peace. My mind is more twisted than my intestines these days. So I find a cool place in the shade and breathe out the bullshit and…
Kinda ‘fraid to read on days when words bleed off pages… Just being me is a tragedy knowing directions circle flapping wings licking tongues ready to make the kill. So… is there a plan to right the wrong or steep longer in a stew cut-up songs keys askew melodies that don’t belong. Just being me…
A reason to read (and reread) WP. If i needed a reason. Hell no, no need for reason when reading Ray. Just read. The Ark Of Sanity The Ark Of Sanity — Read on raynotbradbury.com/2018/11/09/the-ark-of-sanity/
I want to be happy here we just confuse swallow budding thoughts morning fog melts on forked tongue and tendrils climb the bent back I want to be happy here we just refuse the bowl of ripened fruit lick wounds with torn cloth swollen mouth stuffed with lies
The way to blue easily travailed. The happy path lingers sways a brush of cheek. Through cracks seen distance perched upon dire thoughts direction whisks shooting stars past lost scars. Tails of disaster i carelessly imagine ride the rails. My darkness exists -allowed to push away… i grasp the dangling strings held tight to watch…
the world has chance to be and so do i and if all fails i remain in peace this day to watch leaves dance in lovely eyes hear cooing beyond the winding lane lips pressed against the quivering terrain the quiet settled amongst the ripple washed ashore to dreamily weave our tired cries and blanket…
curious too… write to extract a hurting heart, leaving the unease let’s get to know -you witness sorrow desert the photograph cracked skin filled with sin and so it goes love lies in drought
