Monday, March 14, 2016

Deans of Deed

Listen here....
I am and I will always be; stead fast. Proud. I do not bend like the willow tree. Nor follow or flow as a drifting speck upon the rivers and seas. I am of old and roots be bound. I listen to hear and see through it all.... I am frank and genuine. So do not speak to me of lies and deceit. For you are but flesh and bone. You too shall expire given time. I pray the wind blows the dust of your ignorance to kinder lands. Until then, redeem yourself or die in your lies.

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

The Woods

We of whom,
born of crude,
rooted and bound.
oaken taunt.
temper hearts, willow's kiss
did have, do...
blossom we do!
Rather i, choose death,
over die.....
tis a patient content.
A memento vivere in the woods!

...... talk

Aspire, Absolute, Advocate