The doubt of spring, makes winter warm, when all is cold is now gone, The sparkle of night, and the seasons change,

Soon as the sun, as life becomes d… I flow with a heart, all the worst… No more can I mourn, myself as I… It’s bright and it’s sad, but toda… like the years gone before, or the…

Brush teeth, Planes overhead, People I’ll never meet, Some words just dance, your words dance.

You have to, jump in with the sharks. They won’t eat you, unless you let them. You dodge and dive,

Oh dreaded day, bring light! Nothing less than the beauty that you are, The whispers and winds in mind, Shackled, deranged, slightly mad,

There’s not enough time, Not for seeing the world, no no But feeling alive, To hold your friend when they weep… For being in a hole,

I couldn’t think, of anything worse. From the outside, Looking in. Draining your soul away,

I remember youth and senses, the smell and touch. Fascinated by breathing, in and out. Sunday walks,

She reminded me of women, I used to see as a child, at family gatherings. Tired, not quite steady,

Wake to the sun on fire, a wandering wisp of a dream, In it’s forgotten desire, a candle… as a sonnet sings sentiment as bri… What is a plum situation,

My father talked often, of what went wrong, who his father was, Who he is as a father, Long drawn out conversations,

We are like pebbles on a beach. Brought by the tide, yet not born from it. Sitting, and waiting,