Locked in Love
This was taken December of 2018 in Little Rock, AR. I was with my good friend John Kriz as we walked around the downtown area. These locks stuck out to me because it was an entire family!
The Art of Life
Blues, oranges, pinks Flowing from the vast sky Leaking their beauty Into the reflection All around The universe Wrapping its arms around Colors morphing into being Deciding to fully embrace This illustrious feeling Setting off Towards the place Where sky meets the earth A magical scene An enchanting moment Where co-existing together Is not a…
Incoming Fog
Taken outside of Pecos, New Mexico in 2017. I went down for a silent retreat and decided to hike up into the mountains. I didn’t know it would start hailing and drop 30 degrees as I ascended up! Ran my wet body back towards my vehicle and encountered the ascending fog awaiting my arrival back…
Treasure Hunt
Words flowing Pieces fitting Ones that have Been non-fitting For a lifetime Been digging Through rock and clay Breaking shovel After shovel Splintered hands Stripped of skin Searching for answers Within the rubble Stumbling upon A deep chasm Jumping into An old cave Suffocating Offering rest From the ongoing Onslaught Listening to The spirits alive…
The Bridge
The stones echo Footsteps shifting Towards the next Time Standing silent Patiently waiting Waters reflection Capturing me Dangling in-between Legs locked Unable to move From this moment The bridge Stoic in form Carrying my weight Simplicity Burning through My weary bones My wondering Comforted Rest Invited The Light Burning red My essence alive Inviting blue…
Colored Bricks
Andrew groggily rolled out of bed and went right for the New York Times on his front porch. He knew the daily delivery was a frivolous expense, but one it seemed impossible to live without. The whoosh of the cool morning spontaneously overcame his senses as the wooden front door was popped open. As he…
Diet Love
You pop the top The bubbling sounds Tickle your ears The anticipation Causing your mouth To salivate Just the thought The upcoming sugar Sending great vibrations To your needy brain Before you know it It’s in your hand And is gulping down the hatch The taste feels good Down the throat But wait What is…
Standing
Standing She stands Speechless Feet firm Sinking sand All around Dark hair blown Wet curls Dripping residue From the sand-filled wind Waves crashing Blasting forward Tempting her rage To surface Not allowing Anything To slow their Violent progress Her unabating life Hanging Upon this defiant choice The category four Soon to slam Engulfing everything That…