For Love of Darkness
Let drop the anchor pull in the sails damp the lantern this night is done for me Darkness, wicked lover of lonely souls, caresses me I sleep upon the waves of illusion and do dream Angels of the deep offer Continue reading
Let drop the anchor pull in the sails damp the lantern this night is done for me Darkness, wicked lover of lonely souls, caresses me I sleep upon the waves of illusion and do dream Angels of the deep offer Continue reading
I had a dream last night that made me write this: I see a future where the roads are self-healing where the roads are a giant solar collecting grid spanning cities, states and nations where every house is connected to Continue reading
I was dreaming about tomorrow Floating to the ground on a parachute of cellophane Trees in my face as I try to put my feet down Leonard Cohen singing in my head, telling me about the war raging on. I Continue reading
Something I wrote over a decade ago. She walks to water’s edge lowers her weeping head why does she cry, for whom does she care? Does she know his name, call out to him, does she dare waves on the Continue reading