Time lost to the sun, the world seems warprd by ancent glass and small quivers. Memories rush to fill life’s desertion to the sand. Life in the dark shines, but a life in hot light thirsts, Longing under heat, and visions of moist vistas, turned to...

The Song of Ximena Aljibe Part #1 can be found here. What does your soul sing when the sparrows fly west? What hope does the desert eagle bring? What sleeps in the nest? What songs do the coyote sing? A dread mist fills the streets and alleys. A fog...

Light from the fire of the golden apple seed planted in ripe fields on the flood plains fertilized and fed from the river Styx. Dancing with delirium, Elysian fields soured, Dreams of vile filth, Deconstructions waking eye, Sophia held by thick...

Rage filled pale gray eyes and his hate brought destruction, To the desert towns, Each step on the trail grows sage, ’till the sun sets and life starts. But in the empty waists and nightmare visages of the deep visions lost in the stars of...

Before pale gray eyes, Stands the heart of the desert, dust blown and barren, but holding the hidden life, in the shade of a small stone. Posted in Creative Endeavors, Poetry, Tanka