Snow Sand
What’s left of the snow floats across the ground. It spins around the cars like sand in a gust. The ice is so deadly, and it’s easy to feel invincible when you’re coasting through at an even deadlier speed.
Beauty
First Autumn
The few leaves that remain fall easily beneath. The golden tint they possess is fading like the sun’s warmth. The street lamp lights stretch into the lake as water illuminated poles. It’s a time of great change on this autumn night on the front range. For it is the first moment I have … Read more
Frisco
The roadway lines flicker slower with every mile, merging to create a single streak down the triangle. Time to look away. I turn to spot the red-draped rocks sparkling in the light. And the river racing along the rocks that line our lanes. It’s quite the portrait. Images focused on the here and … Read more
Get there
Often when I sleep my mind resembles my eyes. But my days are laced with dreams I see. Audible. Imagined but audible, still. But woven with potential and promising wants. Complete possibilities, Complete desires.
If you were just a grain of sand, I’d still find you
This is merely our feet in the water of a river that will move faster than we can grasp. It is a California roll at an empty stop sign intersection, and our road ahead forms a deep triangle. I see them every day, and I know you do too, but I also see you. Taking … Read more
V.A.A.
Every day I wait perfectly impatiently for the welcoming home we will build. I wonder about their faces, and what will drive them, while they play peacefully in the grass. I will look at you and say how happy I am that we accomplished all we said we would. I know this because a smile catches my … Read more
Almost
The canvas patiently waits for us to add the colors that will define it. The days slowly align like planets in the sky for us to come together. The Moon shines right through the sunlight to serve as a reminder. We shine bright like the satellite amid a world of collapsing walls.
Veritas
At beck and call to life, and all it expects of me. Loving every piece. They seem to fall in place, like toy soldiers by the dreams of a five-year-old. Somehow, I know that this is what I wanted all along. I am at peace. Born to do something doesn’t appear until your full potential … Read more
Foggy
What holds outside of my rainy window, dark from the night, cloudy from the water, bored from the time. Not used to having my decisions placed in other people’s hands, especially when their intentions are as foggy as the mountain top.
Bring on the Fog
I can sense the sun collapsing behind the endless silhouette of a mountain due for its autumn dew. Months of hot air prepares for winter skies Acid pours out of skin, gets absorbed in the mind. Bigger forces are at work to cool the planet, rid heat’s cancer from its people.