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  • Particles of Anything 

    Particles of anything, before all my eyes, appear as magical Earth. Sauntering in silence through planes of vision. Painted by warm fading light and unhatched night. Swimming as one In seas of release. Speak to me. -GKT Continue reading

    Particles of Anything 
  • Unseen Margins

    Sink into the wayward crush. Lines of perfect imperfection Meet in the unseen margins. Gaining warmth and confidence As a deadly artifice fire rages. My U.S. issue moral compass Cracks in the heat. Glass and magnets litter The forest, and… Continue reading

    Unseen Margins
  • Her Reflection

    How does her reflection Shine so bright in the eyes  Of a twin, high up on a mountain? Smiling down into the fertile valleys, Soaring beneath the birds in flight, Calling out into the desert hills, And listening to world… Continue reading

    Her Reflection
  • Sensory Earth

    You’re the opaque glass in the vaulted church ceiling.  And me, anyone can see right through. Certain days illuminate.  The energy of a single star makes this planet inhabitable and insatiable, baring to those with the right eyes, the souls… Continue reading

    Sensory Earth
  • Caught in the Anchor

    I thought you reached out to me.. My heart sank, afraid that you wouldn’t ever reply.   The sound of your voice is having the choice to swim  When the rest of the world is pulling me in. I’m caught… Continue reading

    Caught in the Anchor
  • The Creative Center

    I am eternally grateful, …The creative mind… or the creative center… The infinite depths and expanses of one’s own wonder and self belief. ▪️ The formless excretion of soul and original nature; powered by openness, willingness and courage. ▪️ It… Continue reading

    The Creative Center
  • Shedding

    Spinning rage into cotton cloaks. Shading burnt skin pulled over pupils wide and alive. Minds; optimistic and thirsty to know. But what history shows is a continued pattern. Break bamboo and float to safety. Be not afraid of the noises… Continue reading

    Shedding
  • Some Island

    The moon and stars light the white sand on fire. The underglow soothes, and burns. The ocean hears my voice so tired. I await the tides return…   -GKt Continue reading

    Some Island
  • Touted in Gold

    Touted in gold, rememberance consume; The likened illusion of a litany of laughter. Exuberance supersedes cohesive expansion As lithographs of African maps shadow the halls of a great American lodge, where trophies matter to a child’s father.   -GKT Continue reading

    Touted in Gold
  • Red Blues

    Searching for a friend in this cold town. A real conversation; genuine in feel and concept. Why must I sew with this frayed thread? The head of the needle splits and redirects the fatal bullet of red.   -gkt Continue reading

    Red Blues