In the Mountains of the Carolinas

In the mountains of the Carolinas I've worked to put it all behind but All the memories still bind us In a way But wait With new ones maybe I can find That there's still time enough And light enough A new mind, aligned, in spite of Scenes with dreams implied No white doves Only … Continue reading In the Mountains of the Carolinas →

An Expression of What Cannot Be Expressed

Sometimes there is no language Only sound And the space between Not filled with meaning But with joy Or with humor Or with pain Or perhaps With nothing at all An expression of What cannot be expressed. Though the sun shines the blinds hold back the rays and the room is dark. And then there … Continue reading An Expression of What Cannot Be Expressed →