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Voices rise and fall around the café his seems smothered but his eyes watch making no contact his eyes glanced my way and keep mo..

Coffee enjoyed in the splendour of the garden A solitary butterfly performs a delicate ballet How reluctantly ..

A space to fade into made of stone dug from the ground by hands by believers cleared from the earth cleaned, carved, chiseled shaped, flut..

Sweet spring breeze gently whispers through this wood Endless bird song brown dried grasses crumble underfoot Midday s..

April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks GO. ~Christopher Morley, John Mistletoe

Do you care is there anything left inside of you Are you even real or are you just a shell where evil resides Often tim..

Dark backed gulls dip and glide as the breeze steers their course beneath them the lake looks infinite the city still s..

Twilight in Bear Lake creaky docks ramshackle cottages and marina soot coloured sky always the sound of lapping water ..

We are born with power but delivered into chaos time will be spent reinforcing our barriers to keep out fear un..

A razor sharp image seen only by my eyes its malevolent edges raw and oozing taunting my senses fanning my fears ..