sketches and paintings are never my medium
pretty lines and designs have never been released from my hands
so I write instead
from my fingertips flows the imagery that I see in my minds eye
conveyed and created by my words
visions, pictures and beauty born through letters
letters linked seductively together to give rise to the sublime
that I can never forge any other way
passion…love…lust… incited and expressed
anger and rage hurled outward, sadness and despair seeping
apathy settling and spreading as it chooses
a melodic calm that can be found in the depths radiates
manifestations of all that is inside…all that begs to see the light of day
all brought to life with words…phrases…
snapshots captured and released
to be embraced, ingested and felt
internalized or set free after the encounter
whisky sweet 