Life

Deported

Dipped in agony, regret and shame; No good thing comes with his name. Eyes look downward; can’t look straight; His lot is hardly a thing of fate.   The land of opportunity; they didn’t lie; From a dark, rural life… Read More ›

Imperfect

If the price for a holding a rose Wasn’t the thorn in my flesh, And the aftermath of sunsets Utter darkness   If lightning didn’t illuminate For just a split second, Then that would be perfect, And of that I’d… Read More ›

Mundane

Quietude or bustle Whether a stroll, or a shuffle Time goes by slowly Nothing out of the ordinary   Hills sit quietly watching Rivers rush on by Cattle crossing unperturbed Birds swooped down take flight   Inner turmoil takes a… Read More ›