The path forks and twists and bends As it muddles you with clouded thoughts Sensing your trepidation and pang Should you dare take the leap of faith Or unsheathe your blade   For some it is uncharted and unkind While others find it monotonous Lying politely ahead of you It stands there to be trampled Read more…

Change I would, many frames of my life, The picture, I have only one.   Drink I could, many cocktails of love, The water is always from you.   Climb I might, many mountains of righteousness, The gray fields of our shared mischiefs is where I play.   Sing I often, sultry songs of misgivings, Read more…