Puddled Ground

Which words do I declare Beneath the midnight sky As worthy for the air Sufficient for goodbye What thought can truth assure What voice can Love resound To brave the deep azure To comfort puddled ground And where do I begin What journey can I find To catch the hurt within And rest a weary…

Embattled Heart

It seems that every path I take is intersecting With another headed off to breach the wall Of faded fears and insecurities Holding back with overbearing fear of fall And I can only look from where I stand Down the many roads that meet my own And see off in the distance virgin lands That…