1:15 a.m.
still not a sound but unrest in the calm from a rush of neon in a distant memory where you are still
Category: Photography
Indian Summer
when the string unwinds and you fall entwined I’m here to remind you of autumn’s golden slumber and walking with the one you love in the gentle arms of Indian summer
Event Horizon
things happen god knows I know and they happen to good people and they happen without warning … things happen like they happen to you and me some call it serendipity fools call it fate some fools wait for it like they’d wait for a train but things happen then and we hear about it… Read More Event Horizon
God Said
God said, “Let there be Christmas” and thus are Christians. God said to pierce the darkness … There must first be darkness. So we give ourselves, and rise to fight, once again. The match is made, a sparrow falls, a picture fades. The match is made, and we are saved. Upon bent knee, with silent… Read More God Said
Mermaid
You wouldn’t think so but you can tell when she cries There’s other things as well she believes she can hide Once you reach her, you’ll see she’s going down where it’s hard to catch a glimpse or hear the slightest sound A deep blue lingers far above – far below It’s hard to tell… Read More Mermaid
Faith
What happened here? What happens when what happened then comes to an end and disappears … and gets carried away to others that say, Fol lol the doh fol the day? Dreams become memories, memories of things of that never have been; memories of flying far over things I’ve never seen. And the mirror is… Read More Faith
Anesthitized By Life
anesthetized by life – life that arrives in snowy images of white with messages I can’t help but receive and am powerless to fight believe me i will push on afraid to clear a path far better than I have made of pitfalls laid only to deceive but for others who prayed i believe ©2011… Read More Anesthitized By Life
Every Day
every day we trade the wonder of life in the garden for the confusion of a dream long since forgotten a race to grab the riches a rug pulled out from under a fall from grace you can’t control … every day we wake to wonder and turn away to face the face of the… Read More Every Day
She Broke Too
it all went down so long ago i thought that i forgot it all but the scar where i once knew her she broke my heart – but she broke, too i was the one ‘picked up the phone she said my name it all came rushing back in a dam-burst out of breath, in… Read More She Broke Too
Ties that Bind
I don’t believe a word I say anymore to anyone anyway I don’t believe in anything but the ties that bind us all and keep us calm like we’re free After all, I’m inclined to remember the way we were when we were you and me. I don’t need a little string wrapped around my… Read More Ties that Bind
Robert Müller and the Way Home 