gentle water ripples
snow of falling flower petals
soft the landing of your lips
we merge like clouds in dream
become one, learn to breathe in sync

Well crafted I will see behind those eyes
I will fill the void
Be  there to catch you
This has given me the realisation
I need to commit and communicate
To love and cherish
I need treasure and cherish you
My love please come back to me
I feel empty without you
I promise to keep the fire burning
To keep us alive
So that we can endure
Till we turn grey

That I am the brilliant one I know not
Walking to school, back home to my abode, my fort
Say, give An explanation, handwritten on the board
Close to the white blackness, I look unto the Lord..

She wears the sea
in her eyes
and dances with the sand
beneath her feet

I would swear I could hear
the sun playing on the ivory
keys of her smile

and at night when the wind
is right across the sound

she runs her fingers
through my waves
and lingers while she plays

Für Elise on a black piano.

and when the last of the shadows climbed into his bucket
the little boy that no-one knew
whispered something to them and carried the bucket to the ocean's edge
he was seen by several setting the bucket in the water as a wave approached
then turning towards the other children along the beach
and motioning them to come
which they did, some 60 or 70 of them
suddenly drawn to this boy that no-one knew
he looked back to the sea
at the crest of the horizon
a dome shaped craft that dwarfed any vessel known to man
emerged from beneath the waves
suddenly hovered silently above the beach
darkening the skies
it was there but a moment
and was gone
when the astonished crowd turned their gaze towards the young boy
he was gone
as was their own
December 22nd, 2112
seventeen minutes and 21 seconds before the Sun died

I just wanted to tell you about brown eyed Carolynn , the sweetest little girl I've ever laid two eyes upon .. They say Harrison looks just like his Grandfather ,  growing bigger by the hour , as tall as his father one day if that's even possible .. Mary Ellen has turned my world upside down , you two would absolutely adore one another , I can't wait to look over and see her pretty face every morning ! I've lost the beard plus a hundred or so pounds , traded in farm life for the woods in Chattahoochee Hills .. Mom is feeling better and doing what she loves , eating Chinese food and watching old shows .. Just thought I'd check in with you for awhile tonight and keep you up to date on all that is good in my life ! Later ....

Across the superiority of natures wardens where watchful eyes
lay claim to natural , devoted miracles ... Where the gracious minions of the animal kingdom practice love for the land and upmost respect for the living waters that flow above and beneath her .. Plants of myriad shape and size in relentless travel skyward , in journey toward life giving rays of Sun at the crack of Dawn ..
A feast on the remnants of the brilliant canopy , surrendering leaves that free themselves of physical struggle to return to the soil below , to mingle once again amongst relative and benefactor , born anew ...
The episodic , audible travails of Winter zephyr , struggling through deep southern pine thicket in brazen attempt to cull brown straw cover , forever lost in briar bramble and Water Oak , Sycamore and Dogwood ..