
Unbroken spirits
Midst the heavens roar
On gilded wings they soar
Through the valley’s deep
Over stones they leap
Unbroken spirits
~Mark Schutter ©2016

~Mark Schutter ©2016
Poem #1 for #OctPoWriMo Floating on the morning’s silent calm, in the gentle moments before dawn. A stillness…
Hot sand clings to my face A scorching wind blows unceasingly As dry as this forgotten land Dusty…
WTH?! What the hell is wrong with this picture? Triggers come in all shapes and sizes from out…

©Mark Schutter 2016
Staring at the ceiling as silent tears from the corners of my eyes roll quickly down, leaving tracks…
Maleko ©2012          9×7 inches Original drawing colored pencils on white paper, edited using PicMonkey Royal wings in flight…