
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