Piverting …

Piverting between wild dreams, fitful sleep, and the excitement of now; I sit thinking, typing; words appear in small clusters on the white screen, anger slowly filters from my hunched being, I sit upright aware of the woes of the world and see the silvery three quarter moon shining brightly, in the warm night sky,…

An Eagle flying high.

Soaring round and round, looking down, seeing the great flames lap up towards me, man set fires burn out of control, through teary eyes I see the great trees falling one by one in piles of grey ashes, I see the animals trying to escape the inferno, being caught in the flames, I see the…

Words falling

Words falling out of my fingertips, through the colours of my mind, sitting here under an ancient tree dropping leaves of wisdom, as I hang in the tremor of dreams, tired, worried about world, marked by the marching throng, swirling into the colours of my being; the mind sinks, I wake and am happy to…

Beaming with happiness.

I wake up with a jolt, the screen says title, so I move the cursor; begin to type through a huge yawn, with no ideas in my head, still the words follow each other onto the screen, with the cool breeze proclaiming the little rain we had, feeling the happy relief of all natures realm;…

Summer rain.

Clouds drift slowly over the sky, coalescing into dark piles of shapeless grey, the wind picks up, rustling through the trees, and rain begins to sift down almost inperceptively as the ground smells of dampness and  sparkles with wetness.