Posted on December 5, 2019
When the boatman’s bell tollsI must answer the call.The crew, one by one, crossing that brow alone.The colors of constellationswill remain at half-mast for now.With an uncharted course set,a prayer will be enough to help guide us out.Where we are goingno angels will greet us.Instead,we will be welcomed by the songs of sirensbehind a veil […]
Posted on December 4, 2019
Remembering those barefoot Summer nights,I’d sip the day away in delight.Bitter as a mosquito biteand sweet as the present,nothing beats chillin’ and sippin’ on a sunset.
Posted on December 2, 2019
Inscribed are what I have bled for—for all to see.Criticize or ridicule,it doesn’t make a difference.My canvas. My story.Love it or hate it