I clutched at a crystal Clinging to the power of intention Under the eclipse of the moon It was a little desperate perhaps And the sky was overcast So I actually saw nothing But at 3 am aching from my first encounter with Pickle Ball – I wondered what my crystal would do Or what…

the pillow still concave where your head rested extra shoes placed under the chair loyally await your return undisturbed in absence your scent your sounds carry on through my walls night has won without reprieve no mourning the loss of your dear company for all you leave with me entertains the days charmed solitude contains…

You keep me to this Earth. I see the Universe in your eyes. You lift my Voice beyond a Dirge. Remind me, I know how to fly. While Darkness abounds In the Valley of destruction, Your Heart’s Light surrounds, Giving Hope’s clear instructions. You have Resurrected Love.

The old is left Behind Beyond the river Velvet tongues Did not turn aside Soft sounds float Finesse with Light The most beautiful object Le Is inside A heart With faith and Hope Phenomenal The song to the Lord God of Heaven So gracious and Merciful Made all Uniting in prayer Illuminating Golden grains Daily…

Imprinted on my mind Vanishing, fierce, Fiercely loving, Hilarious Protective, icy cold, Caring, cake making, Doing the best she could I took that mother into my heart and mind Like a blueprint, And I learnt to apologise, To dodge and dive To seek out those Who would would be unkind So that I could be…

Got a letter from the authorities On a paper In black and white It was written; ”As a relative of this person…” Relative? Are we related? Family? On a paper In black and white In words Yes – We are But we were not When I was a child and needed you We were not…

all my bobby mcgees have died or passed on In some sort of purgatory- of drinking and smoking, Reeking havoc like a centrifuge spewing all Smoke and mirrors- surrounding themselves- With solutions And back handed compliments– TO keep it Swirling coughing smoking death drinking ,drugging hilarity- Rollercoaster ride With Enabled Wisdum: Fueled by self-hate &…

So what can I do now waiting for you while the afternoon of my life has come into full view we’re not done yet you know I’m waiting as you reform your plan reinvent yourself again unpack the baggage please—leave it behind I have no semblance resemblance to her I am new to you no…

I’m empty I’m empty I’m sure that’s what they see So closed off A bypasser In a life An existence Yes maybe that’s me But a shard I think that’s what it is A shard Of hope A light Maybe Because I’m not empty Despite what you see I’m me I’m me I’m me.

At times we never know how much we have touched the hearts and minds Of others, Sometimes the Universe sees this in such a simple way, it’s overwhelming how it shows up, Just shows up. Reminders, keep your course, be clean, Authentic to who you are love will Show up in many ways, Just try…