Iraq
Kenya
United Kingdom
United States
High Wycombe, United Kingdom
Porto, Portugal
Ă–rebro, Sweden
As I reflect on what a tree means to me I reflect on its leaves and how they can dance in...
Winter days have no flavor Without the childlike leaps of raindrops. And their rhythmic...
The old man and the sea. The sea is immortal. The old man is not. As a poet, he cannot realize the ultimate...
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I'm sitting here crying Day after day
Night after night
Every now and then
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If you've been on a different path for five years...
You know if I was by your side?
You...
In the quiet embrace of the cosmos
Where dreams unfold like delicate threads
I dwell in the arc of a Wave Being boldly enticed by the Moon Touching neither Earth nor Air...
You went from singing to a Wall of Stars...
Then your New Stage in your World...
Paths to...
Did you ever find yourself all alone Typing a message, well writing a poem That no one will...
Sugar and spice your head in a vice
Morbid Misty Dead eyed youngster zombie...
Tonight is mischief night Eggs and toilet paper Make sure you do things right Don't...
Never knew He would love my fang a fright Turn delight He pleaded a bite...
Under a candle of moonlight
Where shadows weave, a coven gathers
Candles...
Occasionally there is A big calm. It's when I hear your Voice And it smooths me...
If you were a Tool what would you be?
What would you do?
Geez Sparrowsong...
No...
Our noble Real Estate King in his glorious continuous quest to acquire only the best ...
One leaf remains atop the tree— A stalwart guard, it seems to be. I sense the frigid days...