Loose yourself in nature
Fly with the winds
Of possibility

Inspiration is like a jackpot,
It just hits you,
It takes over your mind for a moment,it leaves no spot,
It immediately gives you the courage to pursue,
Then when you give it a thought,
You realise it won't be an easy route,
But you still take it,
Because its always worth it.

Without speech,
Former lovers meet,
At a party and are reintroduced
To themselves. In that mute
Moment, eyes carry words down
To hands that are unwishing,
Unmoved to join, yet touch
Haphazardly in the cacophony
Of dark party.  The former lovers
Lips are locked in air, unmoist,
Their hearts beat to the tuneless
Drone of old music and stale bread,
Their bodies fuddle in a tortuous groove,
At the reception they could not get out
Of attending.  In a split second, they pray,
It will be unquick, yet soon, just over.

Went  down  to  the  lake  today.
The  vast  expanse  of  water
shimmering  under  the  baking  sun.
Had  some  food  and  drink
sat  on  a  bench.
The  swans  came  up  from  the
water  begging  for  food.
Truly  amazing  how  they
cope  on  dry  land.
. Slender  legs  supporting
a  bulky  body  mass.
They  certainly  belong  
in  the  water.
Crowds  of  people  about
mainly  Chinese  tourists.
Really  warm  day.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK.  2016.

The  large  Ash  tree  in  my  garden.
I  thought  it  was  dead.
I  told  everyone  it  was  dead.
Now  It's  suddenly  sprang  to  life.
Very  late  though  nearly  end  of  May.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK.  2016.

My emotions were once monsoon rains now a dry summer day. I look in the mirror and notice that I've grown, my appearance has changed. The person from a year ago will never stare back at me with crying eyes and obvious hurt, I am now a woman who is more at ease and alert. No longer feel that I am lost but evidently found, you feel enthused after burying your troubles in cold hard ground.