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THE SHADOW OF THE CROSS It’s been so quiet and still, silence broken only by phantom voices in my dreams and the sound of my own thoughts when I wake. how lonely it has been, how sickening to the heart, how lost the soul in the Shadow of the Cross. Sign in to see full entry.

MY GRANDMOTHER'S GARDEN {as I remembered it at five } Rosemary, Oregano, Parsley and Thyme Four fig trees standing in a line. One Mulberry and two Crabapple trees. Five Rose of Sharon guarded by bees. A row of hydrangea blue, rose and pink Small herb garden in an old kitchen sink, Lettuce and... Sign in to see full entry.

ABOUT DYING STARS The world is shrinking and from my window alI I can see is an old mango tree. I open the door and wait to hear footsteps that will stop to chat a while with me. the walls are closing in and every day something else of me is taken away. but my mind surrenders to my changing worlds... Sign in to see full entry.

WUNDERKIND I dreamed a dream in sepia and faded black and white. there were no rainbows in my life nor would there ever be. I saw myself a child, eyes open wide, empty smile, for my mind knew of stormy clouds of deadly grey. there is nowhere to hide when Time calls your name truth comes to the... Sign in to see full entry.

RAVAGED ravaged by the years, deceived and betrayed by the treachery of Creation, I have become less than myself too quickly, too soon, nearer to my end than my beginnings. there comes to us all one faithless day a sudden epiphany of growing old and a sickening disbelief of Life’s final push. Sign in to see full entry.

RUSSIAN ROULETTE A sudden strike of lightening out of a calm, clear sky fire blue electric from way on high, violent acts of Nature’s Fury inflicted on Mankind: the unforeseen surprise Fate’s wanton choices: nowhere to hide; slumbering daemons dark and murderous lurking deep inside waiting to ravish... Sign in to see full entry.

OCEAN’S BLUE I slip and slide between dark and light like a drowning man swept away with fear and doubt in a river raging, blinded to that saving grace to cling onto. but as the waters flow into Ocean’s blue I will know the time to let go for we alI must follow… Sign in to see full entry.

TRANCE-FIXED I write as though I were in a trance mesmerized by visions of my own creation haunted by early childhood recollections, and the disillusions that a lifetime brings to each of us. still this makes each of us unique in sea of commonality: this is our Splendor and our Fall Sign in to see full entry.

SYNCHRONICITY I long to feel the warmth of another heart sweet and kind to beat in synchronicity with mine I ache to find a soul who mirrors my own and will not leave me behind to die alone torn apart and crucified Sign in to see full entry.

My words are painful in the making and I have so much to tell but Time is waiting and my soul writhes to my private hell indifferent to this world and fearful of the next; it hides in silent places and speaks to me no more. and in the quiet of this loneliness, I wonder abandoned and betrayed was it... Sign in to see full entry.