If I told you there was magic in this world, What would you say? I am not talking fairies, wands, wizards or spells, Just things science can’t explain away. When lifelong friends, separated by miles of sea, Just know when the other will call, The placebo effect, a mother’s intuition, Or if dark matter mattersContinue reading “What If I Told You Magic Exists?”
Following the stream, translucent and blue, Where seven days ago I had smiled at you. The same daffodils swayed in the springtime breeze, I stop to catch a breath beneath the same beech trees. I didn’t lose my way this time, I stayed right on track, Just one thing that went wrong, a mere weekContinue reading “Heron Pike”
As the azure turns to navy,
When the sun sets in the sky,
She wakes up and wanders the streets,
Searching for a high…
Everything happens for a reason, Just maybe not in the way we’ve been told. Sometimes life can be hard when we’re young, Yet easier as we grow old… When the happiest times were the bitterly cold nights and you could see your breath in the sky… But when that summer came around, you were inconsolableContinue reading “Un Mal Pour un Bien”
The flower you picked has wilted, But it still stands in its vase, The photo has been bleached by the sun, But I can still make out your face. They tell me to throw them away, To try and start anew, But some days they make me smile, And others, I just miss you.
Don’t tap against my windows Make as much noise as you can Drench me to my very core Let go weatherman. Blow before your lungs collapse Lift the roof from this home Tear up the concrete drive Break through the Thatchere’d stone. Take me away with you You can be my guide So kick downContinue reading “Pluviophile”
But the thing that she loved most of all that put her soul at ease, was the fragrant scent of lavender, floating through the breeze.
Don’t forget to stop and think…
Tomorrow brings the first day of Spring, so today I bring a short story about the season of new beginnings. She came from a world victim to an eternal winter. Daytime was twilight and the night was darker than we could fathom. The brightest light came from the dim glow of the miniature moon hangingContinue reading “When the Curse of the Eternal Winter is Broken . . .”
Monday has good intent, but zero motivation, Tuesday is always anxious with disappointment and frustration, Wednesday “the hump day”, just isn’t as fun as it sounds, Thursday is just waiting for Friday to come around, Friday comes and brings the beers, it’s going to be a good night. Until Saturday knocks with a pounding headContinue reading “Hello Monday…”