Eden- I Am But A Visitor

“And in the beginning, life, like shattered shells splintering the solitude of a slumbering tounge, it slit, spilt and fertilized nebulous dreams. And just like that and oh so suddenly, with the wind against my teeth I was born. Slapped, belligerent and bear chested Heart raged & reclined against varnished rubber ribs, clinging to the…

What Crones Up Crows Drown

And though his bones they have bled into oat, ash & dust, his stories, quite blahsensical,Β they shall ever never rust. Whilst parliamentary principles perabulated in his head, he laid upon his pillow, solving problematic proverbs in his bed. Swashbuckling tales wrapped in a small trim blue skirt as she holds a ‘drink me’ bottle beginning…

Mozart’s Beak

“Sometimes I stand in one place,
but I am not there
In this place,
you do not know me. I stand heart swelling between my pores
pushing
this scared crows beak through atmospheric places fighting for MORE!
Ruin and rapture, left to swim amongst the stars I soar.”

Cosmic Musings

We All Yearn For Something
The miraculous
Its everywhere
The human experience
Panoramic pleasantries
A benign gallery of humanity
Unlimited
Potential
Pried from gripping flesh
This sculpted sand will not remain.

Stuck Outside The Dream

In love inside two worlds, I, we, both were trapped.
A communion derailed by the coming of the sun and the yawning of the moon.”

TO BE or not to be

“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.” – Steve Jobs