All things weird and wonderful.
The poet writes them down.
The words from nutty nightmares.
Well, most are preconceived.
When the words flow greatly
Emotions flow so free.
Go and put the kettle on.
I need a cup of tea!

Feeds my writes with darkness.
And with sweet flowers too.
Fill my head with poetry.
To stop me feeling blue.
(C) Livvi x