Easter Ellen

I’ve struggled through this ocean of madness Not seeing past waves of my own sadness Living a cyclone built of illusion Cloaked in nothing but utter confusion   Pretending I saw...

The Least Forgiven   I seek to face within myself Transgressions tucked away I ask if I will forgive The sins of long-gone days   Forgiveness is not mine to give...

Nothing I have nothing to write As I ponder this night Stars hidden behind heavy clouds Alone in my bed Alone in my head Just another soul lost in the crowd...

By Candlelight Candlelight, sweet, soft, sure lightAsleep by day, our eyes at nightCome rest beside natureโ€™s glowBask in the flame; your frets shall go