Thunderous Cloudburst

thunderous cloudburst
flora and fauna refreshed
tears behind the veil

The Calling

He feels…
The march ‘twards sleep,
But rest won’t come tonight.
His mind does race, his thoughts take flight.
The words.


bulb flickers
lion whispers
clicking pen
sharpened pencil

Deep and Vast

Deep and vast
Hemmed in darkness
Iridescent splendor

Living Lights Dance

living lights dance
under cinnamon skies—
suspended clock