If you try to hold sand too tightly,
It slips through your fingers,
Love isn't too sightly,
It poisons and it lingers.

Even a brave lion in a cave,
Will starve and fall If it doesn't change,
From that fate, love can save,
But without, is far more strange.

The best time to blossom is now,
The old idiom man said,
Trees planted in the past don't grow,
And down my long path I'm led.

Every story and poem ever told,
Whisper me meaning and truth,
And although touching souls is gold,
I've got to lift up my youth.

I lie in an orange field of green grass,
Emotions overcome by colour,
And this freedom might be my last,
I don't want this busy world any fuller.

Music and nature is enough,
Oh forest in love's shade,
Take these blue feelings away.

The other day I came across
A rabbit, very small.
I asked him how his day was
( I know I’m off the wall.)

The bunny started laughing.
He said, “You crack me up.
Now pull yourself together sir,
Come over, and we’ll sup.”

I couldn’t wrap my head around,
How I would get in to
The rabbits tiny house, but I,
Bit off more than I could chew.

‘A piece of cake’ was what he said,
When asked how I would fit.
‘Slow and steady wins the race
Just watch how I do it.’

Throwing caution to the wind
I curled myself tight
More fit than fiddles though I was,
I didn’t fit, not quite.

Curiosity near killed the cat
Or a human in my case
So stuck was I, I couldn’t move
A problem I did face

I pushed and pulled and wheezed and huffed
The rabbit left me here
Until I got my second wind
I was stuck, with no one near

A fox was loping past right then
And as he went he thought
‘He’s off his rocker to go in
A rabbit hole for naught’

Instead of beating round the bush
I told myself “Now look”
“Get your act together Ned.
And out of this tight nook.’

To make a story very short
With much work I wiggled free
And then to make the  matters worse
I got stung by a bee

I know that they say live and learn
And look before you leap
But how was I supposed to know
It’d go downhill so steep.

The early bird has nothing to attend
His caution cured throwing to the wind
Rising lands in a gold coat dawn
Blue Moon hangs out of spite to free insight
You and me under stars tonight

the best of both worlds
rolling water, blowing air
our heads aim zen but our bodies hang 10
taking ease limits risk in breaking leg
An act as planned should get out of hand
Snow in hell rang the rain check bell

Keep your view on the stars tonight
There's a common realm where our eyes align
You and me under stars tonight

The moon's not a crescent
It doesn't glow
It doesn't shine
It doesn't hang in the air
It doesn't show your love
Or mine

Blood moons? Not ******
Blue moons? Not blue
Super moons? Not so super
New moons? Anything but new

Superstitious? Full moons
Don't fill the earth with fright
Don't induce labor
Nor raise werewolves
In the night

No man in the moon
Hate to break it to you
Moon's mysterious myths
Mere legends
All untrue


These unscientific lyrics
Carelessly thrown around
What a load of crock!

The moon is nothing more
Than a cold empty sphere
A pale lifeless rock

And this just in
From all the moonlight lovers:
So is my soul, what a shock!

May I a penny for your thoughts?
Said the voice of reasons chat.
But I hold my tongue as still I think,
Curiosity killed the cat.

As I burn the midnight oil,
In the job that I don't have.
Add salt to the wound of truth,
Just burn the other half.

I'm stuck between two choices,
Caught between two stools.
Cross that bridge when you come to it,
Find the unavailable tools.

Maybe what they say is really the case,
Actions speak louder than words.
If that's true, you'll find ecstasy,
Using one stone, but killing two birds.

If a tree falls in a forest
Does it make a sound
When the woods are open and
There's only three people around

One of them remembers it
As clear as it was day
Yet as to wether it was real or a dream
She cannot really say

The second has no memory
But he wouldn't say it didn't occur
And he has the vauge memories of after
When little echoes could be heard

And the third may know the answer
But the other two can't ask
Because going down that road
Is taking the devil out of the flask

So did the tree really fall?
Or more important still
Can anything they remember be trusted
Wen they tell their stories as they will

"You shouldn't be afraid unless you have something to hide"
Excuse me for trying to choose who gets to see my mind
"I see your Facebook, and I'm allowed to look at whatever I want anyway"
Well, in that decision, I didn't exactly have a say