Momentary Embers

It’s true when they say you’ll never see it coming, But even if you could, you would never be able to brace yourself For the full force with which the gusts of this perfect storm will hit you. And herein lies one of life’s most beautiful ironies You can spend years waiting for this feeling you…


On the edge of a thousand cliffs Staring down at the depths, At the crests of a thousand waves. Is it fear, indifference or hope, That reigns in the moment? Feet frozen, heart pounding, thoughts racing. Clarity

Wake Me UP

Wake me up, …But not quite yet. This strange dream overwhelms my conscience and I’m Drifting, slipping, sliding, Stirred along by calming qualms, pulled along by striking contradictions As I struggle to see past the fog. Break. But only until the silence crushes my ear drums, Drums beating to a solemn tune … somewhat subdued yet…

Dance Till It Feels OK

Dance in the embrace of the moonlit night, to the tune of the twilight’s promises and dreams. Spin to the rhythm of the ocean’s heavy tides knowing that nothing is ever what it seems. Fade into all the harmonies that greet the rising dawn, Fall into the hope of the new day that is born.