Of Self and Love

Form: Free Verse I have no wish to return to the days of youth when my eyes were blind to truth when innocence lacked the wisdom to understand and virtue kindled the lies of self and love I wish I had known then the reality of me and that loving you would open my eyes … Continue reading Of Self and Love

The Artist

Form: Free Verse The feelings are mine in a stroke of a brush a thousand words hidden in fine lines an image that says nothing in its stillness yet reveals everything in its silence where graphite marks paper there is only truth and my muse stands still whilst my hand follows my eye from his … Continue reading The Artist