Waiting on Paris

Some are wish people
Others are make believe people
I am a hope
Which are you?
Some are fate
Others make their own fate
Some wait for fate to find them
Which are you?
Destiny is the same as fate
Waiting for destiny in a empty room
I am Hope
Which are you?
Perfection most be reached for
and cannot be waited on
Timing is not everything
Soon the future was looked back on
Where everyday is a Wednesday
Waiting on Paris

what do you see?

it is warmer inside
for some reason
can you decipher the meaning
hiding in the mirror
ticket in hand
what if it was a plane
a lake on a mountain
where the blue touches the sky
sunsets where purples and reds meet
asking for one
what do you see?

Lifting Heaven

Lift one part of heaven
Accept the wisdom
What do you see?
A train leaving
I don’t have people
It is just me
In this skin
Reality biting
Dreaming this away
Liquid days
Game face on
What is left?
Recognize,
Acknowledge
Deny

Under glass

The sand falls
One grain
Hitting the glass blow
Filling the space
Predetermined

Write the tune
See where it goes
Handy machines no
Between One
Sculpture

Sand clocks
One end
Pore down
Empty at one end

Start over flipping it
Running in quick sand
Under glass
Sand melts

Regret

Reluctantly
Everyone has them
Reality fantasies
Impractical creations
Ungratified need
Supernatural sound
Reaching, almost
Someday

One

One dream
Lingers
When others let go
Chipping away
Revealing what lies below

One touch
Lingers
When others slipped away
Not letting go
Revealing silvers shadows

One dream
Resonates
Digging deeper
Forming in marble

One touch
Resonates
A memory cold
Yet warm inside

One dream
Lingers
When others let go
Chipping away
Never letting go

Sculpture 18

Stepping out of life

A statue for a time

Watching life go by

Breathing conceptual art