She flutters, time stutters, then seems to start again. As she falters. What started this? The beginning and the end.
Painted smiles. Come paint me now. Evenly painted, spreading trowel. Painting happiness. Paint me a smile. A perfect smile to
Open me, come open me. Open up my heart. Remind me where we came from by showing me the start.
I saw it in the heavens, in the stars. A host of new angels traveling somewhere far. Their flight was
Would you ever, if you never saw the stars. Learn to dream in the dark away from the light. Would
I figured out what rain was when I walked beneath your cloud. I walked around and saw droplets falling without
I once saw a flower in disguise. Pale yellow against blue, like a sunrise. And for a moment it certainly
I’ve reread my life over and over, trying to make sense of it. The run on sentences, these missing periods,
I drew a word until I knew the meaning. Until it became a part of me. Connecting commas to connect
I crept up upon a surprise. And found something other than what I had surmised. A spirit in disguise. A
I am like a raging bull or a bull that is raging, I’m not sure. Here he comes tumbling toward.
I walked quietly into the night. Where the light is out of sight. I did not feel a single fright.
My eyes set upon the sun that seems to run from something to come. It reminds me of a son