Winters Eve

I stand here
My arms heavy
My mind a flight
Cold blankets me
All is peaceful
Breath fades into fog
Lights twinkle in the distance
Thoughts fill my mind
Smiles sweep across
As I think of you
Walking through shadow
To come my friend my best ever friend in the whole world
I wrote this for Michael Vincent because its us
You find me here
I in your arms
Sing songs of flight
Feel cold no more
The world’s at peace
We fade in bliss
Your twinkling eyes
My thoughts do swirl
Of sweeping memories
Thinking of how its been
All through the years eighteen to be exact
As friends in hand Or more if he'd ever consider it

Jade Hills

You all ask why I breathe in these green jaded hills; I chuckle without saying a word. My tired heart now freed into the open skies. Apricot blossoms float down silver waters and into pure bliss. Such sweetness is unknown to any man.

My version of Li Po's "Dialogue in the mountains"