the duck goes quack
and wags it’s tail
the dog goes bark
and chases it in the park
around the bend
he meets a friend
and forgets about
the duck who quacks
and wags it’s tail
the duck goes quack
and wags it’s tail
the dog goes bark
and chases it in the park
around the bend
he meets a friend
and forgets about
the duck who quacks
and wags it’s tail
my dreams
were swept away
with the tide
only to return to me
on the shore of life
I saw her
and embraced my fate
in my lovers arms
I drifted away too
little pea snail
left a trail
follow me he said
away from those
who misunderstand
the way of the land
through hardship
we make our shell
circular is life
we bid them farewell
the last flower to bloom
before the sunsets
a boy and a girl
sit holding hands
over the worlds uncertainty
their view is the same as ours
but their destiny
is one that together
we may be able to change
There is a place hidden away,
Where the poet finds himself.
Fighting to preserve his own sanity from the madness of the world.
Here one finds peace if the word even exists.
And in this wilderness lies a forgotten truth.
That the path we chose to follow is not our own.
And leads us in a circle, we are the Centaur now…
the cool air of autumn
is felt in the bones
the animals get ready to hibernate
morning sun
still scorches my eyes
speckles of grey hair in my beard
shoot out in all diferent directions
There is a statue
by the foot of Neptune
of a man/woman
who challenged the sea
but the moment
the sea touched him/her
she/he became
immortalised
by those they chose to destroy
maybe your enemy
is your friend
how can a man/woman
judge another
each one of us
has within
the capability
so there are no sides
just the one your on
your choices decide your fate
but they do not define the outcome
remove yourself from the game
and you opponent
will defeat themselves
to fight for peace
is to die for love
a promise was made
before time
in a faraway land
were two lovers
held each others hand