fringe selvedges

the loose end of poetry

mine

I remember the future I remember to see The beauty behind What makes me be Free. Le Valley Blanche, FR – March 2012

shadow of one

As aware as I see I invariably stand free As a witness To the many shades Of me. Chamonix, FR 2012

flashed

Moments that blink Invariably think About their worth And their sanity On the brink. Columbus OH – 2012