Tangerine Dreams

silent echoes of yesterday embrace her as she walks alone the cobblestone path rainslick reflections of if only's and what if's edge the lonely way of yesterdays

The Stained Heart

  she stands resurrected like the phoenix from ashes to stone neither Jacobite religious rising nor fueding clans could vanquish her spirit from the highlands where her majesty took root she stands in...

The Cellist

cracked concrete souls lost in the ether of generations sit in idle devastation decried by war riddled memories amidst the ashes of history sing Sarajevo sing o broken bodies riddled with bullets of...