It's cloud's shapes
I am looking at
But, I cannot find you at all
Around where the path curves
Right along a garden
How sad love is
Yet, so out of reach
In this world
Of swirling daisies
And friendly flowers
Why is a rose so red
Why is the sky so white

The truth is that
We are finite
One life we have to live
To fill the world
With love and light
Not tarnish it with hate


The truth is that
We are human
Each and every one
So teach the next generation
To do better than we’ve done

The hairy leaves bend

their silver to the sunlight:


the tree full of moons.

With every scapegoat,
      I fed the grass of  perjury.

Then I'd be a distortion,
pealing the fragmented
              façade from me...

Walking away from the wreckage.

       Leaving them trapped
and broken in the remnants
                                         of my echo..

                                         Hi I'm Judy,
   I always like names with J..

No goats this time,
                                   just sheep ready
to follow me to the slaughter house..

I see the clouds above me,
They're floating in the sky,
I wonder what they see,
And wonder why they cry.

I listen to the fire,
While sitting in its glow,
Not a thing does it require,
But wood for it to grow.

Gently does the breeze,
Whisper to my skin,
I wander if the trees,
Mind about the wind.

I will not shut my eyes,
Wont miss one part of this,
The sun is giving the skies,
A loving goodnight kiss.

As I pour myself
another drink
I tell myself
not to think
of moving thoughts
from pen to paper
then suffer from
a reckless rapier