CROWDS
A carnival of fun.
Cotton candy.
Rides.
Clowns.
Games.
Happy people.
Some are.
Some aren’t.
CROWDS
A carnival of fun.
Cotton candy.
Rides.
Clowns.
Games.
Happy people.
Some are.
Some aren’t.
BENEATH THE CITY
Take me down the road.
All the way down.
Beneath the city.
To what lies below.
To the darkest depths.
Where no one dares to tread.
To the real city.
SLEEP FOR THE WEARY
The sun peeks through
a canopy of trees.
A blanket of color
protects me with leaves.
I’m sheltered with
soft petals of pink.
Like velvet sheets
splattered with ink.
A bed in the petals
offers rest for the weary.
I give a sigh of contentment
as my eyes grow teary.
View of Mt. Fuji from Mt. Tenjo on a cloudy winter morning
Night into day.
Day into night.
I’m swept away
As I hold tight.
The night numbs me,
Making me cold.
The days rush by
As I grow old.
I prefer day
When the sun shines.
The night is fey,
Dark through the pines.
Night into day.
Day into night.
Days become grey,
No strength to fight.
Beautiful
RETREAT
A place for our dreams,
An earthly retreat.
Follow my heart’s beat.
Can you feel the heat?
The earth is alive.
Its core is on fire.
Come with me, darling.
I feel your desire.
It’s all too soon gone.
The door is closing.
It’s being washed out
By the sea’s hosing.
Don’t run from the truth.
Please come back to me.
You can’t turn away.
I know you love me.
Pray for the victims.
Pray for the town.
But don’t forget
to pray for The Dead.
They return to Oasis.
No one will be safe
from their wrath.
Hold onto your faith.
Seek shelter from the storm.
For the demons of hell
will soon rise.
Trust no one.
Not your friends
nor loved ones.
Hell will open its doors
and release its worst.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
BOOK TWO WILL BE RELEASED SOON
HEARTBREAK
Your blue light pierces my heart,
A glow like a work of art.
I lift my face to receive your kiss.
I knew it would be a hit or miss.
My glimmer pales and grows dim.
But I refuse to run after him.
No one can know my pain
of loving someone in vain.
mountaineous: Punch-Drunk Reverie | Tula Top
What do we need?
Perhaps, a stream of water.
Mountains.
Sunshine.
Flowers.
Birds chirping.
We require little
to survive.
Yet the world provides us
with so much more.
Ice Fire
Cold.
Icy cold.
My toes feel numb.
My fingers tingle.
The wind howls.
Sleep tempts me.
But I must continue
To the top of the hill.
The view waits for me.
Only a few more steps.
Silence wraps its arms around me.
I raise my face to the beauty.
The colors take my breath away.