Phantoms of the Desert
Threads connect obscure
Playthings that drift and dance in
An empty desert.
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Harbingers
What stories they could tell,
to no one,
from their graveyard
of abandoned dreams.
Looking at nothing,
where nothing sits still.
Oil on panel, 18 in x 24 in
Let Them In
Ephemeral dreams of stone,
a tumult of the heart,
sharp-edged, nothing more.
Even the lives of shadows
have something to say.
Oil on panel, 18 in x 24 in
The Beauty of It All
After the fall of stars
there will be thorns,
things that bleed,
a geometry of flesh,
lucid, even.
A departure.
Oil on panel, 18 in x 24 in
The Edge of the World
A mirror reflects
what is not really there
but only rough imaginings
of some inexplicable universe.
Oil on panel, 18 in x 24 in
Sarabande
Waiting and watching
for the turn that never comes
at the dead of night.
Oil on panel, 18 in x 24 in