He was standing unaware of the waves that pulsated throughout the shoreline. He was unaware as they crashed into themselves, persuaded by the wind howling down on them silently from the south, pushing them forward into the shores where they shared themselves on his flesh.   He was standing unaware of the waves though watching … Continue reading Winter at the Beach

Instinctual Fear Rain pelts the window pane; the wind, chilled and crept, tests its pressure points. Beneath a softly lit tree, on milk tan carpet, I find no words to connect a meaning to the reader. I find no soul. The soul has gone away. The poetry has gone away. The resounding voice echoing in … Continue reading Instinctual Fear