breaking the bowl
looking at scenery
smell the scent of the new mown hay
bravely
comely
wearing a smile
covering modesty
ask for nothing I’ll give you all
darling
even
long running road
tales told by idiots
heard by fools who sit on their hands
fearless
going
fed up by day
plagued by the nightmarish
retreating to caverns by night
hopeless
inking
plate and paper
black and white pressed tightly
giving taking making edges
joyful
kitchen
paper hanging
where does the money go
follow the nightingale’s calling
lament
mourning
wondering why
knowing well the reasons
the mind knows but the heart keeps score
nowhere
open
always be free
never close the doors tight
leave light a little space to come
prayerful
quiet
nearly there now
hush fleet little voices
scurry away daylight coming
running
startled
caught in light
fear is bred in darkness
away and be gone said the moon
tomorrow
unseen
they follow me
pointing to healing light
leading my footsteps to freedom
verily!
wonder
what is to come
hoping it fortunate
trusting it to the hand of god
x-ray
yonder
blue sky of home
forgotten memory
fragments of hopefulness carry
zoned
plate and paper
black and white pressed tightly
giving taking making edges
joyful
kitchen
paper hanging
where does the money go
follow the nightingale’s calling
lament
mourning
wondering why
knowing well the reasons
the mind knows but the heart keeps score
nowhere
open
always be free
never close the doors tight
leave light a little space to come
prayerful
quiet
nearly there now
hush fleet little voices
scurry away daylight coming
running
startled
caught in light
fear is bred in darkness
away and be gone said the moon
tomorrow
unseen
they follow me
pointing to healing light
leading my footsteps to freedom
verily!
wonder
what is to come
hoping it fortunate
trusting it to the hand of god
x-ray
yonder
blue sky of home
forgotten memory
fragments of hopefulness carry
zoned
