Clouds in the heavens
Hazy spirits in the sky
Just dreams floating by

The wind hums a gentle tune
The sun calls out for the moon

robins play
bathe soothes tired wings

bluebells blossom.

wings flutter silently
rainbows linger in flight

flowers blossom elegantly.


gentle spikes protrude
slumbering

winter tide falls.


giants slumber
awaiting seasons new life

honey dreams await.

most days
I walk with the other side of my brain
the not so sober side
the crazy and somewhat insane side
the side that isn't afraid to fall
and the side that wasn't afraid to call
but I can't always be this way
so don't worry
ill only do it
most days