Sunday, June 29, 2014

We drank our own little corner of the sky
Each man an island
A drift
A ponder sea

Thursday, June 05, 2014

The winter leaf
Was the last
Who's held breath
Hoped beyond autumn.

I walled myself
Against the cold
Careful not to crush him
With my winter boots

After a busy day when confronting admin

 We must all come  Find ourselves And we will all be found Regardless  As the sun finds the morning As breath finds the lungs As I am found ...