I am a romantic
When I dream I
Dream of love I
Dream of stolen kisses
And smiles and winks
Of subtlety and nuance
Of details and surprises
But the world wants
Something completely other leaving
Me to wonder how
Category: Creativity
StonesAndBreadcrumbs
On every single path
There’s stones and breadcrumbs
Having been left before
Behind by something other
Always leading never alone
And on we go
Never knowing always wondering
Until finally at last
We eventually get there
Wherever there that is
Only we will know
DarkRoom
Some of us know
We know where things
Go will go and
Have gone we’ve either
Been this way before
Or stumbled through this
Dark room stubbing toes
Yet each one is
Whether person or problem
Different diverse and complex
As though someone has
Rearranged all the furniture
Without telling a soul
LifeLesson
It’s all about guidance
Choice remains with you
There is destiny but
Fate belongs to you
We can always wander
Or walk our path
The only important thing
Finish what you started
Lean
Wisdom is cruelty
It’s long past
Understanding and experience
It is somewhere
Between gluttony and
Purge gorge and
Obesity and finally
Loss of weight
Once one understands
That gathering things
Makes life unbearable
