the mountains were
exceptionally blue
that day
or was it that i felt
unexpectedly blue
that day
perhaps a bit of both
that day
Monthly Archives: April 2012
The sun’s birthday
Watercolour
Stones
There are only moments
Flowers are words
Running on empty
There are times when you must leave
Whether for music or art
Or a lover or a friend
Or the kindness of strangers
And the weakness of your heart
You must flee into the darkness
You must fly among the birds
You must know that is possible
You must thunder for the world









