On a bright Sunday morning a small discussion began between Leonardo Da Vinci, Michelangelo, Poe and Elizabeth as they took a break from artistic endeavors to inspire this relic poet who dreams often screams, but not too loud. Lip painting takes a great deal of time said Leonardo Painting a ceiling also takes time to... Continue Reading →
One Flame
Among them I am but One Flame breathing in the quiet as another day is bound preparing to chase dreams. I notice how those around me climb to the top to find darkness and sit there content it exists for now. I notice how tenderness sparkles like cheap Wal-Mart earrings and smiles help those in... Continue Reading →
Ignited 