Barefoot Dreams Across The Tales

First kiss blooms in memory Another winter-petal story Within child’s hoping heart Last wish fades in a chest In silence it rests Through the mist of fear I crawl still learning to fly Across the waters of moonlit oceans  Within river deep I forget my home painting a new scenery Dreaming of magic winter andContinue reading “Barefoot Dreams Across The Tales”

A Boy With Old Man’s Eyes

Silently night touched the shoreLike starfall before my doorI drew with whiteSilent whisper of a northern lullabyBeneath the path of weeping dawn The poet’s hand still writes the talesFor a memory, a secret dreamA child so pure sailing the wavesOf a lone restless sea Beneath the whiteI wrote this nightFor a boy with sad oldContinue reading “A Boy With Old Man’s Eyes”

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