I am the one who glows asks wildness of humanity controls the tides asks for nothing is worshiped and followed knows her path and purpose keeps time with the ocean bends on knees to no one loves and guide others... Continue Reading →
Dear April, This is it. when you're gone, you're gone. I can not take time by the hand and lead it wherever I want. I can not dance with it-- a two-step, a waltz. If we did dance Time would... Continue Reading →
Being grateful about their move Is a coin that bares guilt on the other side I can really see the sun today, bright Clear. April's cry "Make-no-mistake I am still Winter! In the north the icy, icy wind chills straight... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 