The innocence of desire Without regret Without inspiring Doubt or pain Childlike wanting Of love and joy To build you up And help you grow. The innocence of desire That pulls you in To her gravity Of purpose and poignant form With nothing in reserve To hold you up If it all turns to Turpentine.…
And a certain malaise That’s not quite ennui I haven’t played in days. But the day is bright And grackles are talking I just can’t see the light In everyone’s squawking while walking So I sit in the shade Kept safe from the sun Wondering why I’ve lost sight Of the one who’s begun to…
The boy of five said to the reporterAbout his companionOn the great adventure. I imagine his mother, talking to her childrenAfraid for their safetyBut certain of the choice to flee. “Just like the movies, Aleskii.We’ll race through the streets in a car.And run across fields.And hide in ditches while the enemy passesNot everyone will make…
Artists are mediumsThat carry the spirit of the ageFrom light to darkMoving through the tearsLike the hand of God If photography is deathLife is artBoundless by realityPaint what is really thereIn perpetuity.
The rock can hold you down But keeps you steady A firm foundation With earthly goals And nothing new While risk is rare You find your place Is close at hand With life within reach. The rock can hold you down But never floats away A place to count on With no secrets While life…