
within this metal
this writer’s soul delighted
festive tinsel’s song
poetry, prose, and photography

within this metal
this writer’s soul delighted
festive tinsel’s song

sitting, pen in hand
crafting poems while it rains
glorious coffee

sunlight descending
inevitable motion
joyful memories
​Awoke by the rooster’s call
Train horn echoing miles to me
White noise from cars
Hurtling down the freeway
Birds speaking much as they have
For millennia uncounted
A look into the boundaries
Of infinity