Being

And so..
I am star
And I have seen my mothers
In all their glory
Out in the...

In words, written in quiet haste
Lay the secrets of my soul
The very question of what if...

Blue Birds fly in Blue Skies...

The Sunshine shines from the Big clear Beautiful Blue Sky making...

Taut are the sinews and fibres
Intertwined neural synapses are flexed,
Stretched are the...

Why

WriTE

Poety?

Biography
of
course.

The
gift...

Waves lashing moonlit under a late summer sky
Winds blow
Not howling
Only gentle...

The road to perfection is a road to madness, for perfection is a quality rarely seen. Even in diamonds...

How nice a feeling it is being tired. Not worn nor weak or uninspired. Just that warm cozy nod that you can...

Eyes unseen
visible at night
love on the horizon
but pushed out of sight
alas...

Why must my hungry young heart, sink in societal seas;
away from the love, the home that I knew....

A fascination with a story some mystery in a tale. A book you can't put down.

Tag your it....

I go into and out of grief
Sometimes with no one watching
Sometimes where tears are forbidden...

blot the curio
lay on the mine
draw out the oil
bend the line
keep to the road...

I'm not famous
I'm not rich
I'm not poor
and I still
Dream,

I have a...

Goodbye winter

I look around me to see naked trees and unhappy fields
Unhappy faces for that...

Men Catch
Women Capture.