Birds unburden the city silence delinking the chains of a solitary season, decompressing minds confinedto the stone walls of winter.People sit where they scattered on green blades becoming ladders to the sun-drenched dreams of early springs and stubborn summers.On the wings of a finch, we sing to warmer skies. You can find an animation that … Continue reading sentient skies
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options
Immolate the illusion of solutions bornfrom bombs —the hellish tide of a tyrant dares to was away our wisdom —deny the fraught and fatal fusionof humanity’s failed conclusions. spear Hi! Check out an animation of spear here: @speciesofvalue. Thanks for stopping by!
korona
A kingdom isolated by a crownnow under siege, by world renown. Defenses heightened but reserved untilthe verdict swings, the thousandth kill.A threshold sworn by declarationcannot interfere with the mass sedationbrought by comfort at a switch,the daily drive without a hitch.An inconvenience to the material holders gathers in crisis as smoke smolders,yet under fire who is … Continue reading korona
Beverly
“Can you play some Jamaican music?”she asks — the sax mancatches her question.“Are they from America ora different island?”she asks — me.She hails from Jamaicaon the wings of our lord.55 this years this July.Memory like a trap.Moves like the breezeas the jazz mobStirs It Up.Her grandmother a princess,her father a diplomat,her love for them overflows … Continue reading Beverly
more than a drive
Sleek coated goats graze roadside,women balance bounties atop their heads ~strong necks carry bananas, sticks, and woven baskets.Roots writhe and wrap through red rocks,a mountain carved for modern passage.School children walk home for lunch,uphill and uplifted, by the looks of their smiles and waves. Perfumed air: stunning notes of wet clay, embers, ripe banana, and … Continue reading more than a drive
kiwi supreme
Brain battered bycod — beer fried —potatoes cut, crisped, and salted,oh my! A cheeky reference fora meal fit for wonderland,or was it Oz?The yellow brick roadfloods with tartar sauce,a pinot party noir ~culminating in cheesecakeof peanut proportions.By lemon wedge sailboats and coleslaw archipelagos,we float into dreamseas,our bellies full of bliss.
eyes before talons
A red tailed hawk crashes brain firstinto the reflection of a hill — stunned ~— awoken ~— perched ~~ preyed ~free. Cycles of semblanceobstruct perspectives of truthas we slowly piece away the masks of make believe, approaching the innerborder of infinity.The eyes shout dangerlouder than talons,six two-inch warningsof the terror hiding behind shocked lids.
return and receive
Butterflies boundto the arrival of anotherin flight and fantasy, toconnect across the continent.Four wheels of furyweaving through adisco lit highway,grinding to the beatof orange cones in abandoned work zones.The chorus of homea cherished refrainhalts the hustleas wings spread to receive precious cargo.
countryside calamity
Betrothed to a viral lovehellbent to twist traditions into isolations —even the day breaksan unpaired dove.No choice in the choosingdecisions made under duress —there is no knowing what has failedbefore each feeble test.This year mimics last,no reprieve for the pious,while rebels fall in dual accord —the unscathed rendered sideless.
Primavera in winter gloves
Baby bovine grows on green pastures,early and elated with the joys of new lifefresh and innocent to the sorrows of unprecedented tides.Dry ground soaks into the morning rain,while Hope hobbles into a new lightovercast, unsaturated, delicate — asif each grazing cow on the far hill could consume our world too, aseach blade of grass bears … Continue reading Primavera in winter gloves