on a foggy day
when you look out towards the mountains
see the past remains
up here hidden in the clouds
Immortals reside
on a foggy day
when you look out towards the mountains
see the past remains
up here hidden in the clouds
Immortals reside
look at me
looking at you
our eyes do see
a mirror of truth
face to face with oneself
you see only the manifestation
going through the wilderness
your only companion
is yourself
goodbye little friend
may the wings of angels
carry you to Heaven
the ground that you chased
leaves behind a mark
as green as the grass you ate
apples and carrots on a plate
a friend that you made
remembers you fondly
still searches for you
even though you are gone
bin liner
black mamba
danger danger
who can tell
where he came from
this foreign creature
tortuous twisting shape
of a snake
moving in the grass
bin liner mamba
danger danger
don’t bite me
Fallen seagull
lying there on the ground
disheveled shape
made from a plastic bag
one day you’ll fly free
and be reborn
from the streets you call home
spring is in the air
rain falls, then stops falling here.
toads mating outside
spring is in the air
now the bees have woken up
to the plum blossom
together we are a better part of ourselves