Yellow Storm

Yellow shades the evening sun
Dust storm lifting the surface
of the earth.

We Stand
And absorb it.

Let it stick, it will not kill you -
it works the faces in.

The red sun bleeds, and melts
her skin.

Little by little its spreading flow...
black crust forming over red glow.
Kissed by ice
It Cracks
And a new age is born.

(Wriiten Spring 2010)

the open Heart

Do you think me strong?
if you could see
the shaking
that plagues me
when you put the reciever down.
the blurring vision
a feeling of tilting inside.
I dont know why you want to hurt,
but I want to run and hide.