Stu Harley

Stu Harley Mar 2017

time
like
a needle and thread
weave itself
through
the
ghost white clouds of history
and
difficult to measure

Stu Harley Mar 2017

behold
a
thick
swarm of starlings
we
pepper the sky
with
our
wings
thus
spread
across the sky
to
glorify
the
will of God

Stu Harley Mar 2017

love
is
a
face to face
meeting
with
your lover
but
love
leaves not a trace

Stu Harley Mar 2017

ripples
in
the water
when
we
look inside
the soul
while
the
ripples turn
into waves

Stu Harley Mar 2017

a wild herd of
unicorn white clouds
stampede
through
deep blue
sky
just
before
the storm
sings out loud

Stu Harley Mar 2017

a pinch of love
a dash of joy
the
dreams of Pinocchio
if
i
were a boy

Stu Harley Mar 2017

the
world
i
suppose
As sweet as a red rose
and
it
open and close
the
world
i
want to know