Un yonder places

Soft gold’s revel in shades of greys and greens of pasts long ago and those now catching upon soils of damp remembrances dancing along drifting waves and curling thunders as each tree sways down paths and over mountains out into blue swept skies laced with clouding rims of whites resembling floss and buds of roses …

A Name Forgotten

In heavy darknessPast echoes shimmerOutlines of their reach draw meTendrils lift and sway on a breeze long forgottenAnd odorous gasps break the barriersFrom their world to mine. Shallow whispers drift from the etherCalling a name I thought unknownThe nameless dance within and withoutThe edges of sanity snare the rationalTransforming the real to the unFelt moments …