I visited our home for the first time in five...
if you can still call it that...
Lily petals dance
pink lemonade, sweet sunshine...
A quest for inspiration,
while staring at a river...
Stormy Sea
bashing quay...
I summon and call thee up
Mighty one of the East...
Sunrise
golden graceful...
It was a scruffy day
The sun full of blisters...
The wind of deception The roots of control,
The sails of love why not grab a bowl...
The breeze dances through the leaves,
the Maple begins to sway with ease...
Tears of creation screams
whilst creatures kick to live...
The winds of change consume me
as a wilted flower struggles to grow...
I'm just sitting here
Dipping my feet into the lake...