On Sundays we walk to the Covedown a sandy trailcovered with wildflowersall the way to the ocean — We sit on the bench at the edge of the cliff and watch the sinking sunfill the air with velvet orange glowas it quietly reflects in the still waterbasking in the beauty...
When death lands upon our shoresin early foggy morningwith sudden banging roarswhen death dropsand leaves a sight of blood and gorewho will sooth our heartswho will make us soarwho will fill the hollow voidwill we ever be the samecould we ever sing againOh, how could...
I found this great gold frame for my painting in a local shop. I am thrilled–A prefect fit for my Lady In Red! Click Kira’s Art to see more of my paintings SouLit in My Studio
All Aboard! The OC MIX BUSS is here! My collaboration album with with my son Asaf Fulks is #np everywhere! This original blend of my poetry/spoken word fused with Asaf’s heartfelt vocals, contemporary urban music and eclectic instrumentation make a unique...