Bucking Up
She soars Then tumbles Turns this way then that Clouds fill her vision A dream-time acrobat Free and unafraid Yet still filled with dread A...
Entering the Cave
The warehouse bedazzled A cave full of riches Smells from Mother’s world Wafted through Filling her with almost dread Boxes piled high Reflecting a life...
Final Days
Passing through the doorway Once more I see her face blank In drug induced pain relief She stares out the window Her moans a mantra...
Empty Full
Swooning into life’s reverie I dip into the ocean of love I cry in the seas of thunder I laugh in the wilds of the...