- 17 Sep 20131View
III.
Call my name
Whispering onto the wind.
Touching gently
The tips of my ear.
Patiently - 04 Nov 20131View
Alice Looks into a Mirror
She sees a beautiful young woman
who's drawn to an absolute riot of colour,
she runs here and - 31 Jan 201721View
You saved a bee
You saved a bee ... that said so much to me.
Drowsy, dry and debilitated the bee lay on the
- 02 Nov 202051View
The journey to glory
Like climbing to the peak of a mountain
My journey to glory
Must face the thorns and the