journeying from caterpillar to butterfly
What to say When words do not play Block, blues or a summer day Days do not matter If the mind is full of chatter Tapping keys Silences the gutter Picking the platter I wonder Whether it is time Butter my bread and make it better.
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Three months on Days pass Debating a lock in or lock out Sad or mad Distant from the world Where batteries and wifi dictated life Tumbling in and out of nine to fives Missing weeks, looking to ends Such was life It was nice, it was mine This is alright Better than fine Connected with […]
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Cradled in a hammock Step from my nest to the joy within Spreading roots From homeland to places dotted with precious memories Peeling emotions, travelling time Enveloping the loved in a gentle embrace Connecting now and the next Butterflies circle, lifting me high For a peek into the future Curated with kindness and beauty Legs […]
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“Hope” is the sound of my breath Spiralling from the roots of my spine to the crown on my head Coasting scale to scale Nest to tomb Kissing 33 strings Promising life Showing love Feeding lust Soothing loss Royal and noble lifeboat Sailing calm and storms Whispering, guiding Stopping at nothing, not even doubt Fighting […]
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Pack the sweats Wear your favourite dress Hair down Free, flowing Each strand flying A mile, maybe a smile Lashes kissing winds Listening to dreams Or cuddling to memories melting on clouds Kick the shoes Tap the feet Toes dancing, fingers curling Between daisies and buttercups Shoulders down Relax, chillax Feel the energy around Feed […]
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Striding down the stairs I see it again The web of silver icing the rails I dash to the kitchen Hoping for relief But I see the mountain, staring at me Running to the garden Coffee in one hand I do not hear bird song But a cry for water from everything around Tired, miffed, […]
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Confused and restless I wake From a cloudy dream Pieced with words and stories Sweating, twitching I pierce Soothing the racing heart Relieved Heart in hand I type Losing a child Fear streams For this child in the dream Straining the tub of tears The answers tease No! It cannot be! I, the child? […]
Read MoreLounge partner, dream catcher Perfection is a place with you Your smell, touch and feel Beyond tools and consort A vessel of inspiration, working as one regardless of rhyme Brewing ideas and sketching thoughts Dreamy, wishful, hopeful With method, most times madness Peas in a pod Let’s stay together Believing, lounging, creating Nothing more, nothing […]
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