The Flow – Short Poem

I do try to make my writing flow, when the words fall upon the page just so each with clear cadence and brings a certain iridescence A poem isn’t a necessary feature although the rhymes to tend do become their own creature The words spill from my pen to hopefully instill some zen Wishing that my […]

Moon Dance – Short Poem

How would you know if I danced by the light of the full moon, when the time is twelve hours passed the noon The ritual has but begun and to be complete, each night hereafter shall see it repeat Few would understand the magic at work, and fewer still wold appreciate the beauty that unfurls […]