I ain't one thing
I'm everything, he thought.
Trouble is no one could hear him.

Each day and the choices we make bring about our reality.
Just because you can’t see it, can’t touch it, doesn’t mean it’s not there. Keep chasing the light, chasing the dream and make it real.

The naysayers will neigh, that’s why they have long faces.

She fell for the clumsiness of
his touch when they first met,
nerves of loves first kiss.
He had become swift and
eloquent with is touch.
Now his fingers questioned
and answered every part of her and
she loved how his fingers spoke
fluently to her body in a language
without words.

“What do you think wisdom is,” she asked.
“The purification of life," he replied,
as leant over and kissed her.

Better a, that didn’t go as I expected,
than a what if.
The soul doesn’t grow from *what if’s.

That day she said, “Get out! I never want to see you again.”
I realised I’d ****** up big time for the last time.

sometimes i sit down
at my laptop or typewriter
and nothing happens.
that’s all we ever want isn’t it –
something to happen?

Then it comes in trickle
Then into a flood
Sometimes it’s love
Sometimes it’s blood

mostly it’s you that
runs through my veins
that spurts from my wrists
and on to the page

all it takes sometimes
is to just let it be.
a world without you
there would be no me

and through all of the
waiting for something
to happen, i’ve found
out of the nothing
always comes something.