An Epiphany

WITHOUT THE BEE, THE BUTTERFLY AND THE SPIDER THIS WORLD IS NO LONGER A PLACE I WOULD WANT TO BE

But you…

I want to feel you against me

but I will take the memory for now

Absolution

I was so blind

Never saw it coming

A small finger wrapped

Forgotten is the rage

A Nursery Rhyme

FIVE SIX  РPick up sticks

The world’s hardened you with cheap tricks

A Love Song

A simple board now transformed

Muscles flex securing the hold

Strongly fastened to a tree