Poems from Greying Skies

Noise is inevitably inaudible over the silence lingering over the time and trees, bare with teeth, not leaves.   The sky buries depth...
Where audacity lacks in color, a perpetual sense of shyness courts vagueness ordering the arrangement of nondescript patterns and...
I can be inexplicably angry and I believe this is not the way to heal open wounds.   The same volatile trigger resides and may always...
I coerced my words from the dormant soul residing within me.And through that lucid window, I could see a flame swaying aboutthe winds of...
To be free. To live as those others live, with smiles plastered crookedly on all of our familiar faces visions of happiness and hope that...