Up and down,
Bipolar popcorn
Salt and pepper,
With a lovely twist
of an unorthodoxed path
Bipolar
I diagnosed mysel
I am simply me

People please give me space,
We are being collapsed on top of each other
Open 24/7
Pick up, order through, clicked out,
Checked out
No more space far too many people,
Running each other into distress.
Can’t quite take a big enough
step to another planet

Please give me some space

Circus carnies
Real words
Focused mind
Remote camping
Soul friends
Love
Life
When possible

Chronic pain
A trip to the clouds
Mind over matter
A brave journey
Hello pain
what are you really trying to tell me
Listen closely
A trip to the clouds

Who what where when and when
Corporate fog
Buzzing
Tingling
Body numb
Engine has seized
Computer overload
Sail away,
My ship has no destination
Only sunshine
Managers
None
Sally good riddance
Sealed mouth
Clear blue skies
Ship onward
Hungry but happy

I like to unleash
a smile on occasion
Feels good
Sunrise, sweet nectar,
I like to unleash
a smile on occasion
Feels a good
I’m smiling at you
As I write
Hope it generates a smile
and as dominoes fall
The world can just for a short lived moment
Unleash its own smile

Moment accept,
Listen
Breathe
Mindful wonders
Cartwheels on the grass