Imagination's child

"Arrowed v's in fine thin linesinked on a leaden skypreface thoughts of autumn's endand draw my tearing eyeto tumbleweeds, grief spiralingacross the harvest plain,fleeing from the death of fall and col..."

"In an ancient burial placewhen man was but a seedthe charcoal symbols of his racewere drawn for Gods to heed...yet round that frigid mountain facecold winds still whisper need.In a sealed and mortared..."

"What draws a mist to settle for the night in molecules that speak of time displaced: - a scarce forgotten memory of flight? - the last remembered countenance of grace? While pondering such mist I fee..."

"Flow gently, flow gently wide river of time soothe rapids and eddie to cradle what's mine Spin slowly, spin slowly you spatial blue earth weave dreams overflowing to capture her worth. Glow silver, gl..."

"Do you suppose that when I diea grieving loon will speak of mewill render forth to twilight skiesthe briefest of soliloquies?And, will the moon its passage still,while hovering o'er a distant hill,to ..."

"Icicles that greeted dawnbounced back a fire that briefly shonein cool of autumn on mown lawnthat now, all pillowed o'er in white,reflects the quiet of this night.Lacy silhouetted rhymescapture moonbe..."