Imagery








Gentle Rocking,
Mirror Image,
Reflection Upon This Lake.

The Boat Parts The Veil,
Stars Darting Down--
Sparkling Within Her Eyes.

Those Moonpools,
Swaying-
Dancing,
Dreaming.

Peacefulness Never Parted,
Minutes Flow Into Nothingness...
Yet Time Stands Still,
When She Is Near.

Soft Felt,
Caresses Every Move She Makes.

On My Knees...
On My Hands,
Head Bowed.


- Draven Taylor (1994)

Purgatory

Raven

Silent Words