it is not quite lost
it is not quite lost
the edge of invisible
but never quite found
Home
the despair is deep
the despair is deep
settling into my bones
a need for sunshine
patiently they wait
patiently they wait
those letters spread on paper
slumbering bookshelves
day bleeds into night
day bleeds into night
and a breeze rolls through the leaves
taste of smooth whiskey
sun caresses earth
sun caresses earth
and water laps on the shore
toes covered in sand
hello my old friend
hello my old friend
it's rather late to visit
insomnia
a sleep muddled brain
a sleep muddled brain
no decent coffee in sight
friday morning blues
stay true to your path
stay true to your path
a light to show you the way
illuminations
a wreath of flowers
a wreath of flowers
to be worn upon the crown
dancing with solstice
black cloud of trouble
black cloud of trouble
a beacon to what comes next
staring at the rain