From where in the creative conscious does the texture of night come? The halls of Akasha or the land...
“Coo roo-c’too coo, Coo roo-c’too coo” Wood pigeons call outside my window In anticipation...
Fast train Full of people Strangers sitting down Each with their own mission ...
Lower gastrointestinal war civil declared because sweet tooth (er...rather dentures) craved...
Chugging along amidst the canal current spray Mooring along the tow path to visit each...
Get up and watch the sun as it climbs the sky. Can It be any grander? The birds that sing and...
Methinks resurgence of wakefulness after bewitching hour i.e. midnight quickly dissipating...
There was a child who grew up wild With his voice free from any key; His parents told him, Be...
How can I make him love , is there anything I can say ! To feel his arms around me would take my breath...
Dizzy when I stand , my life’s in demand, working so hard my reach is far . mistakes, regrets,...
Sing me a sea shanty Irish song Chant me a celtic melody I shall dance along to the bang of...
Oh raging, rolling, abyss of blue With your white water streaks of silvery hue Awakening my...
The spaces How empty, They reject" The fillers" Of plenty.
All lonely...
The innocence of a child, no hatred or divisions just free and wild. But us adults who are meant to protect...
"We are striving to make a change, get our thoughts and actions, back in range, pulled...
I hold the note pad, Where I scribe my soul Where I write inspiring quotes, Penning...
My heart races all the time. Vacillating between extreme optimism and the fear of me. My inner voice is...
