Raindrops fall in the hills
And channel themselves into creeks, brooks and rills,
Then merge and converge into great streams of water
And finally add life to
A deep-valley river.

Racing through canyons
With youthful abandon
And impossibly high energy
Wrapping rocks and boulders in white-water rapids
As it tumbles downstream wild and free.

She stares heavenwards
head back, pale, milky eyes glazed.
Fifteen years ago
She escaped the abattoir
became a loved pet.
Now, in her summer pasture
death has finally caught up.

Head back and glazed eye
not for her this summer sky.
No more will she hear
her lambs' call or curlew's cry
I turn sadly round
and wipe the tears from my eyes
as I bid my last goodbyes.

I can't guarantee your heart a safe passage. I can't guarantee anything at this point. I'm not sure I can even trust myself. I'm not sure anymore of anything and I don't want you to get hurt. We made ourselves a future, I broke and shattered it. I don't want to be the cause of our destruction again. I love you. And either way is fine. Choose me or don't I will have to get over it and eventually move n to the next step which ever it is. So don't worry about me, you do what;s best for you and I'll be good. I think.

Wish I could, but can't
fill my pocket with the stars
far out of my reach
on wobbly toes stretched to seek
that lone star at least
whom I adore and now miss
who nicked me her turtle dove

As I toss and turn
on a bed full of sorrow
the whisper of breeze
sings for me a lullaby
with wintry eyes closed
beneath a blanket of woes
I seek her surrogate warmth

fan on the ceiling
rotates
blades tearing
movie cellular frames
per second
high speed intrinsic
shadows
on a mind captivated
in depths imaginable
sunlight refracting
from tile gritty floor
beneath a thick
sunproof
soundproof shroud

a stupor pretty voice
from an eat in kitchen
rolls with a lisp
its funny
a funny smile like
a crescent
beneath the sloshing
motor of the fan

Open is my masters vessel,
pain has stole the door.
So many seems has welcomed self,
to steal all worth plus more.
Dizzy in his heart and mind,
his eyes are blind by tears.
Untrusting everything he sees,
by lies he lives in fear.
Love is all he really wants,
he gets just taunts and dancing.
Shrivled up and crippelng,
prudishness romancing.
He does not sleep,
he does not rest,
he does not nothing more.
And everyday it just gets worse,
nothing for the better.

It's hot in this hole,
this house I call home
the AC broke
a long time ago.

I'm gonna run one day
far far away;
just about fed up
with all this cut up.

blades everywhere
I stare,
as my skin tear
from words that don't care.

my heart rips,
bleed from beats that skip;
I feel no pain from the whips
grown numb from the grip.

I died yesterday
I've no will to stay
in this family another day
I've resolved to runaway.

Facing life's trials,
sometimes we crack in silence.
Negative feelings
crawling out of the shadows
as our patience are tested..

When you feel so lost,
remember the good times shared.
Find your strength again
with the knowledge you are loved
by people who'll wish you joy.

The young will grow old,
the strong will weaken with age,
the living will die.
Who's to say how long we'll last?
We can't stop the passing time

City shaking; I must be mad
seeing ghosts in halls
of people I could've been
scattered like raindrops
across my bitter face.

I'm trapped beneath stages
of ballerinas
is it their movements
dripping from toe to toe
that are lulling me to sleep,
or is it their tune?

Either way I don't mind.

Watching as the wind falls gently into a barn
then lulls itself to sleep on the hay.

It's going to be ok, I say to myself.

It's going to be ok.