WillowA song whispered on the breeze Came to me from honeyed keys That played many dulcet tones From a willow; set aloneWillow
Quite a distance it had strayed A heavy heart; effusive, weighed Composed by rough and ancient hands That will forever stand
Summer DazeI watch as white fluff floats by Sailing on the ocean sky While silver birds stalk their prey Leaving chalky trails of greySummer Daze
A warm embrace beating down Caresses people on the ground Shadows draped around their feet As they wander through the streets
Rekindled CandlesShe stood in sunlight and sat in shadows. The air breathed sighs on her neck and played with her hair. Her liquid lips lingered long into the afternoon, dancing to bird song and caressing syllables. She unfolded legs that interlocked, to wrap around sunbeams, giving birth to golden diamonds. Fuchsia flowers bloomed on ivory as ivy crept, claiming her neck to bloom. Bursting buds sent sickly sweet scent on zephyrs that lapped at my feet and washed over my face. Through fuzzy eyes I looked up to her adorned in halos, a goddess wearing the sun as a crown.Rekindled Candles
She ate clouds hand picked by hands.
Weaving stories into patchw
This Rabbit Died RunningToday I see a minor celebrity and laugh at a man with no hair who curses, who punches the air when his train, mine, left at 8:44:45 - fifteen seconds too soon. He was robbed, he will be late for work and in the current economic climate such faux pas are frowned upon.This Rabbit Died Running
I catch the train with plenty of time, only slightly distracted by the familiar face that isn't really real outside of a box in my living room. I catch the train alone. Company is unnecessary on such a hasty trip - I don't need anyone to talk to as I score across the countryside, my head is far too full of fast paced nostalgia. Steam trains, ghost trains, Christmas
Spellbound
It's My TurnWhat? What happened? I rememberIt's My Turn
The dark and the light The quiet and the noise But I can’t remember parts of my life And don’t remember these people Hello Can you help me? We are helping you.
No, you’re not You’re playing checkers and dominoes and chess And some of you are cheating
I think I’m dying I don’t want to die Is this death? Hello? Can you he
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Sometimes I wish I would just never wake up...
...Because then I could dream forever.
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Also, I love your work. You pay close attention to the sounds of the words in many of them, which I think is great.
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bollocks, back with the traditional. AABB it may be but it's quick and quirky and zips from one image to the next without getting bogged down. I thoroughly enjoyed!
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