hover

Hover to holdthe hope for higher helpas the soil evaporatesinto the stars,galaxies of potential sweepthe ground with gustsof uncertainty.Origami birds hatched in the infinite hover to holdonto the orders of angels magnitudes greaterthan the clouds could ever cover,condensing and releasingtheir sole composition.Origami birdshover in folds of freedom. hover Hi! Check out an animation of hover … Continue reading hover

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

between

Burn beyond the bordersof anywhere you’ve daredyour frosted heart to chance ~reach into the soul’s recess — hold the hurt you feel — thenFeel the glow livingand breathing withinthe hurt, yearning for your tender handsto set fate free~ go between to become ~ go between to become

the sun dials in

Landscaped privacy behind gates of Gramercythe sun dials in —“I count only sunny hours”the solar timepiece reassuresso I, I imagine, can indulge the blursand spurs of night’s knowing, of darkness’s doubting the murmurs of sorrow’s solace emergingand purging the sufferingfrom gratitude’s corps —the soft and tender eye discerns moreof the differences between destinies,of the exemption … Continue reading the sun dials in

a lifedraft afloat

A heart socket hollow,abandoned for a painless pursuit — feelings unfelt andthought into boxes,stored in their unitof time.But this packaging does not resolvethe reason for their rise —feeble fantasies whither as the narrative writhes to remember its rhyme.A heart socket hailedaccepts the persistenceof a painful past unboxing the fear of feeling,never blaming always aimingfor the … Continue reading a lifedraft afloat

high on heaven

Snowflakes fluttertoward a ground too warmto celebrate their journeyfrom clouds too coldto keep them.Lost in the clamor,by gravity’s command,the individualityof each falling flakefades into flurry.But the ground does not refuseall the sky sends —Lightning hits andhovers in hindsight until thunder reachesup from the earth and clapsour senses together —How could something so mightyto the eye … Continue reading high on heaven