Film Photography > Poetry

We are all pages tumbling on the floor

sunlight passing through widening doors

All poetry and insight and grace

Barely holding on to this human race.

Changing faces and learning to cope

With developing and devastated hearts

Breathing and dancing

Chances given because you are holing

Onto some kind of faith.

Trying to equate the tenderness

feeling less of something more

Daring to take flight with widening wings

The emotion fluttering and folding within.

We are Mortal and tragic

Magic and reality grasping

Everlasting slight of hands

Chances lost and wisdom gained

A teardrop mixed in endless rain,

We are made up and imagined

We are songs part of the land we ravage,

The torn earth and the dirty water

An ecological disaster and a sweet


Stolen a star