Archaeology (a poem)

I had no idea where that first line was going to go when it popped into my head… The lake in the mirror a faraway place dark around the edges quiet, but no balm to the system empty of something vital separate from reality Spaces red spaces blue spaces aground beneath dirt mounds from long [...]

Looking for the big picture (A poem)

Being detail-oriented is not always a good thing… Somewhere in all the little details the big picture will emerge to illustrate the scene once set in a place and time so far back no trace of memory remains but for the slightest sense of déjà vu There are few clues left in the etching just [...]