Primarily a poet I tinker in abstract drawing and graphic design, dipping my fingers into the surreal both through my pen and my pencil.
Whilst quite a bit of my poetic works has been in publication I am just starting to open my drawings to public view.
To see the words visit http://allpoetry.com/poets/geckoBIO****



Here am I
Closed eyes searching
Inner landscape climbs,
Shallow waters thought
Laid between demise Of flutterance.
Slowing graduations,
Where day is only gloom
Made more prominent
By its ever sightless grasp.

Butterfly blue tears fall
Into pools of deepening ever
Red ochre, here, paint
To decorate the dust of wings crumbling
Between rubbing fingers
Of pitifully restless.
Still I am here.

So forth from landscape
Tossed in a night
Dream parameters,
Tears
Are seen to fall from eyes
Of many facets
as wingless butterflies cry
Themselves into my sleep
Submerging me
Into the art of their sorrows.

The kisses that once laid themselves
Upon my cheeks in peace
Burn
As a dream of
Butterfly tears.


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