The bridge to nowhere My only escape Pervasive landscape While my heartbreaks Only a conduit Filtering my screams Holding and protecting all my dreams Safe from those erosive streams I balance above Exterior rust Inside lined, with layers of trust Barrier remains intact. Feels just I run along Landscape bleak Seeing a sign, miseries defeat… Continue reading Conduit of hope
Category: life
Roll of drums
Second hand
What is real and what is dream Hard to tell with you it seems What is real when all you know Is second hand, a major blow What is real, when all you share Is part of life, but, is reality there? What is real is my mind fills in the blanks Reducing your imperfections… Continue reading Second hand
The sign
Dark days become nights the stars don’t align in this nightmare world of retrograde time Stare into the cosmos look for a sign Spiral out of control, lost lifes design You were my anchor now gone such a crime Dark days become nights the stars don’t align Need to find a new path draw out… Continue reading The sign
Yearning
As I search the roads of this eternal maze I just find dark corners and more dead ends Searching and searching to ignite the blaze With short term lovers or just good friends Where is the love I am yearning towards To worship my body and cherish my mind The soul mate, lover, giver of… Continue reading Yearning
Ups and Downs
What is it with life it has ups and downs Pleasure and pain Joy and heartbreak do the rounds Would that our lives could, just be pleasure No pain or woe for us to measure. Why is it, things go so wrong? Bad things happen not like in songs How do I deal with the… Continue reading Ups and Downs
African moment
Sharing Time with you
My retreat
The hideaway down the hill. – my retreat So hard to beat the views spill Sky and sea, night and day thrill The moon in all her glory stuns – brilliant bright Glowing light, magic truth runs My writers muse, wildly comes This the land of fairytale – a world fey Fairies play, see in… Continue reading My retreat
Butterfly or Moth updated
Butterfly or Moth, Beautiful markings plight it’s troth, The one gets applauded, the other disdained, Yet each is beautiful, if we view unrestrained, The day and the night, Each has a part, if we use our foresight, Butterfly or Moth, just look and see, A beautiful creature born to be free. Butterfly or Moth, Which… Continue reading Butterfly or Moth updated
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 