Dreams
Stars drift across horizon Fingers brush lives entwine Dawn sings a new song
Whispers in the Wind
the lashing of tempest seas mortals scarcely imagine under sundrenched skies natures distant turbulence strewn across stony headlands hours passed round the windswept lighthouse watching memories roll over and drown…
Crescent Moon
our mourning doves flew with love on the wing far out of sight where only hearts ever see the newborn sun illumine eyes magnificent still I listened even after winds…
Mourning Wings
Rust cage door grinds against midnight Lover’s secret wishes wait Deafening silence solitude condemns My cellmate, stalemate, soul mate Dreams brushed between wintry shadows ascend Angels swing wide heaven’s gate…