-Written on 02.07.2024, Format and spelling corrected on 03.17.2024 with aid from Claude-3-Opus- [Verse 1] Oh dear, we've been through...

-11.02.2023- What counts for moonlight? I Wonder As if one day should it matter to me. Is it The pale skin of a lonely boulder Drifting...

-10.31.2023- Be it a Gait hovering back and forth in my mind. Be it Le Noir et Le Rouge being dressed, and I always addressed. Be it...

-10.21.2023- I’m glad I lost myself In a guitarist flow. First time it’s not me emerging from notes but you. It’s the spots whirling on...

-Wrote on 09.22.2023, Edited on 10.13.2023- I can write a thousand mawkish poems; Yet it is too hard to moan for who you are. I can’t see...

-09.15.2023- It's distinct enough to link a ravishing blink. Two swings made, a sinking dream, fading ink. Got a nature of oblique, over...

-08.24.2023- Le noir et le rouge are not like Black and white That stand in opposite, Defined in a clear line. Those cannot be blended,...

-08.13.2023- Good morning! Have you ever wondered How sunflower mourns At the sinking orange? The language of it speaks In silent leaves,...

-08.12.2023- The beauty of twilight lies In its moribund life, As if our delight now happens To be alight, when speaks Goodbye. So be it...

-06.29.2023- When contemplation became an instant choice, It’s an excuse for frivolous nature Under veiling, vaunting villain’ stead...

-06.28.2023- It has to be faced; And it IS being faced; But faced guarantees non Of resolutions done; It has only to grip, To fasten, to...

-06.26.2023- Hit upon, turn, and smile Is my impulsive style To tell the pulchritude Of such an aptitude. Aptitude Yes Altitude Yes...

-06.13.2023- Tinder tone twines tempestuous tempo: Simplicity in its most complex form. Punchy peace with David’s aid Lets staging style...

-05.22.2023- The organs jet out of his mouth and have nothing to do with his organ. Zillions of wings cast winds from nests scattered...

-05.19.2023- Black and white be the choice. Stayed inside is mellow wine. Something he vowed to refuse With every drop of glowing ooze....

-05.08.2023- Myriad million sparks lie in front & On busy-stilted sheets, subcelestially slumped, Slugging serene by no means. Still...

-04.27.2023- Eworms wiggle’ in heavenly halos grown into discrete linage of Spring. Those creatures merged in obsession of yore now dwell...

-03.16.2023- Shall I sue those mechanisms in dotage As their excuse for my punctured sandglass. Paying nothing, fluffy buffy vouchers....

-02.25.2023- In whispers hushed, the tale is doomed By grains of time to youth’s own mood. That swirl and choke in noxious blend Of fumes...

-01.22.2023- Rush, rush, I rushed at him, someone entangled with pigs. “Falling is coming. I got no need, so you should bear nothing me....