I allow the room
to become silent.

Last night, making tea
while you made soup,

I wish my

More eloquent
than superlative speech
is silence in season.
.
Soulmates stay with

More eloquent
than any long speech
is silence in season.
Friends stay with silence
support not

I will plug in my headphones
To bury sound in my ear and at nights peak
Unplug them from each

It was so loud as the monkeys danced attempting communication for words to come and yet they could

I fear silence
Its deafening.
It surrounds me
It haunts through the halls
and its violent

white wings
from darkness drop
silence

Ahhh…The silence welcomes me as a brother and friend
A companion lost at sea
Drifting from side

aircon
rattles in silence
students work

A blanket of silence
envelops the landscape
vague shapes loom
in the swirl of thick

Jan 30 2010

February approaches
I survey seeds, small brown
envelopes
labeled with latin

The flame of our love burns without fear
it enlightens our route to new horizons

love is the

It was a dream that I found you...
I fear forever there you will stay.
I'll be haunted through

Notes flying in the sky
can only be heard by birds
They in turn add their songs
Bees not buzzing;

At the morning purple high hint; birds wake up first. Phrases are born somewhere between voice of

Music is my life
Notes are my friends.
I live in tunes
Piano, violin, guitar,
Mixing colours

light winter rain
even the crow croaks softly

To express, to impress, to speak
to declare our love, our affection.
To share our sorrow, our

Misty green, blurry trees
hastily in air a few birds.
Nature is strange, eerie,
different. And

They don't realise that their sidelines
are littered with unethical landmines

or that their

This room is full of breathing
Continuous fluid circles

Currents of text through eyes
Flowing

Flames are lightening the room
in rainy day darkness.
The cold wind goes through the bone.
Now

Imagine.
I see the hero-figure/ hear the wind on the window/
Feel it cold on my feet/ I’m

Walking down the stairs
and the sound of children's songs
gets louder.

The TV is too loud
and

Up the polished ceiling above my bed
In my bedroom resting for a while,
A camouflaged lizard