Where honeybees work Pineapple Sage , where the Cattails stand proud
in the lyrical winds ...
At the terra cotta crossroad where timeless love and friendships have coalesced ....
Down the hillside toward hospitable , glistening , green bottom lands ...
Across the grassy divide into sunny , well kept acreage ...
Forever walking the field road to the Old Starr Dairy ......

and baby, I'm wild.

I'm a double handful.

But I promise I'm worth it.

Rainy , whisper white Tuesday ...                                                              ­           Dissonant , rigid , iron metropolis . Via Dolorosa ..

By:D.E.T

All day behind these walls
Watching tiny spiders crawl

The time I've waisted is becoming a big regret
I shall never forget

Behind these walls no one knows what's happening
Someone can be examining
So, they can practice the damaging

But behind my walls
You'll see a lot of empty halls
But on walls you'll see my lyrics
And as y'all go y'all are gonna see the difference
As you see my spirit
You'll hear it
"Save me before
I cause a war"

Between myself
And you'll see how I chase perfection with two broken legs

Walls will be surrounding by you
Till you get the clue
Of who I am for real

If you try to run away you'll be capture
And it'll let you go till you read every chapter

In behind this walls
You'll see how I tried to repaint
The pain
With a pen

Why do you think I keep that warning sign for?
So, don't get covered up with fear and roar

Cuz when you finally
Hit the empty
Room
You'll think I need a therapy

As you see a pile of profiles tilted
"The ****** Business"

"To be continued...."

He pulls away, precariously balanced
above the raucous creek slicing through
the campground’s city-like togetherness

she protectively hovers, hands cupped
inches from his slender back, prepared to grab
honoring his need for independence

the crooked lodge pole leans
toward what little sun is bestowed
upon it by its larger brethren

a mother, a child
a tree, a stream
soft light.