Like a Grazing Bovine
Me to mine my thoughts need an exhaustive cleaning too much dirt can’t live without the purity I seek upon new pasture like a grazing bovine I need new pasture…
Rocket in the Vase
Rocket in the vase, in my bedroom, in the dead of night. My long curtains partially open I lay popped up it is silent. I am still, is this real…
Will You Love Me
Will you love me away for a day, and night in any way. Today or another day there is a cure, for your thoughts are pure. I know of this,…
The Little Lantern Peoples of Hanger Hill
The Little Lantern Peoples of Hanger Hill, we are now approaching the year three thousand, many world downturns later and the fashioned nature of the time is producing smaller peoples…