Figurine (28th August, 2010) Captured in glass, I am art: timeless, wrought. They fired the sand and liquid made, then froze in place my beautiful, transparent gaze.
Increation (11th August, 2010) I cannot shape my destiny with stories or bring you to existence with a rhyme, I cannot create the perfect lead or foil,
Familiar Stars (3rd July, 2010) Here I am in the same small town, Staring up at familiar stars, Dreaming of all the days gone down, Wondering why they did not last.
I.P. The Astonishing Saint (31st July, 2010) Did you ever chance to see her? Saint Christina? She was a hermit with a permit from God To be quite strange; in the cottage by the lake