In summer The poorest dance in dreams The rich watch from afar
The window blows and knocks the dream Well past full-bright distinction And wallows in the afternoon Perusing fact or fiction She rises up and like a leaf Floats the breeze beyond her And nestles in the creviced seam Of triumph over yonder
Like a building block in life’s creation I gesture for the train It keeps on going – faster even as it draws ever closer – then... Whoosh! It’s gone – I stand in solace what now but wait for time to pass It seems like an eternity I sit and think and sit... and sit … Continue reading eternal now
just when a ‘we’ becomes ill-defined we look up to the valley and down to the sky just when an ‘us’ hides behind a facade we look behind the horizon and beyond the yard and we find a ‘why’ and a ‘what’ and a ‘when’ and a ‘how’ as we stumble and fumble to reach … Continue reading Up or down?