In the mystery of you and me, we in ourselves, we are never of water free, and though a fish we cannot be, we are never out of water, and we are full of the streams, the lakes, the rivers and the oceans and the seas. And we in our tears we have cried, many…
Read more →In the morning I awake to clouds of grey, and I lay here and wish for colour, for how so it is I cannot say, but the universe has designed it so, and it knows much more about the creation of life, than me anyway, and so, I will lay a little while longer in…
Read more →In the morning, in the light, under the clouds as the birds do sing, what glorious warmth there is, and what wonders the day holds, as nature wakes from its slumber, and the sunlight spreads across the fields in all its colours, and oh, it is a many and a gloriously varied thing, and what…
Read more →In the mood, for love, no, not I, but heartbroken and filled with endless sighs, and in the mood to shout and scream and sigh, and rage at the world that passes me by, and in the mood to rage at God, because I think he does not try, does not try hard enough to…
Read more →In the mists of time, I have missed you, and I can never forget you, because you meant everything to me, and now missing you, is but a painful memory, and in the time since time has eroded, my feelings leaving me questioning, what the reality was really, and life after seems so different to…
Read more →In the mirror, reflections of you, a gentle fragility, a gentle you, facing yourself, looking at yourself, sometimes over analysing yourself, sometimes being too hard on yourself and critical, sometimes being complimentary too, and always being truly aware of yourself, doing your makeup in the mirror, being positive, being negative, looking wonderful, looking awful, feeling…
Read more →Close your eyes, and take some time in the mind and unwind, because the body lays on the floor still warm, yes, take some time and pay it no mind, blood everywhere, yeah, yeah, blood everywhere, bits of the human brain, and a wallet with rolls of money in, fella will never be the same,…
Read more →In the mind, I wander upon a thought, I picture you there without a pause, I revel in the vision of you, and I feel your warmth, and with each moment, as elegant as a ballet, your smile it gives me strength, and such hope, and in happiness, you carry me to the eternal joyous…
Read more →In the little lanes, in and out of the rain with an umbrella in hand, on the way, on the way to a ferry to Spain, oh, what a glorious thought to be so far away, so far away, far away from the grey, for a week, a month, and come what may, no matter…
Read more →In the light, in the bright bright light, in the light, I come alive, I come alive, and I thrive, I thrive in the light, and it rouses me into gentility, but it gives me strength, strength as I sit, and I grow in it, and with every ray, how warm it is, and how…
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