Party Balloons

by Vera Campbell

Blue balloons glint up in the sky,
Making us wonder why...

my pop-up path

by Patrick Watson

I am holding back no more!
I can make it into anything, at all...

I am special

by Patrick Watson

the taste of life is so sweet, I feel with all my...
sending a chill down my spine...

faith in what?

by Patrick Watson

I have reached a spot where I did not want to go
at the end of the day...

the driver behind the art of poetry (2) 2

by Patrick Watson

tears, birthing a poem, so common
the melodramatic is always the inspiration behind...

We're all insane, chasing thoughts

by Patrick Watson

can you not see, when your eyes are closed...

my dock of the bay 1

by Patrick Watson

siting in the sun on an old done for couch
soaking up a high veld, winters day...

power? 1

by Patrick Watson

power is the God of this planet
no immortal benevolent being, to save the day...

time is ploughing furrows on my forehead 1

by Patrick Watson

without waves the sea becomes a pond
the moon retired...

stumbling on 1

by Patrick Watson

the ability to connect and communicate
governors who we are...

Bucking the system 1

by Patrick Watson

I have paid my dues
a life of privilege, three good meals per day...

a contemplative mood 1

by Patrick Watson

time will always resist a rewind, no do overs...
it’s a one-shot game, you have to take the shot...