No more calls No more late nights It’s just a fog in my head My eyes swollen and burning My chest is long and empty No hunger, no yearning No one owed us anything in this life Not even a goodbye
Go to sleep and hope for the snow. Wake up late and find a storm. It’s just the beginning, the men are dead in the fields. Horses came through, but none drew near. Valkyrie wings close down; plunging and swooping the bloodied earth. Clawing… Continue Reading “So Cold”
Beautiful Scarborough Peaceful in the spring Castles and history are found Sweet memories are made May 2018 Scarborough, UK.
Travels to York Minster. May 2018.
I haven’t really written in a while or had any motivation to do so. I hope that’s how creativity is. It comes and goes like a mood or the tides in and out. Usually it’s just because I am unsettled in my life and… Continue Reading “Check In”
Scarborough Castle May 19th 2018 Old and broken yet still standing… Great food- The Courtyard Interesting Locals- The Turks Head Pub
Running away, Or running free? I never know which it will be. Vanishing city or a trick of the eye? Chasing the fog. Chasing a lie. We are all scared. The sway has been lost. There’s no return trip but we are still charged… Continue Reading “Vanishing City”
Taken from London bridge. November 2017