December 2010
For Christopher Dean Phillips
The Darkened Eyed Soldier of the Lone Sky.
We Miss You Endlessly…
There is a solidarity I feel in this night.
A heavy hinted glow in the darkness laden movement
Of a wind ridden peacock
Dancing in the movement of something
He has yet know.
The night bows to him
And the sky bows
To the glory of treasures
Which the world will not unbend or unfurl
Less your eye has given chance the...
