Crashing through the gates of the mind...

Dawn another new beginning
The moon in the sky playing a duet with the sun...

I got me a monkey on my back
related to my knife and fork...

Earth bound, tied to who I am!
No brush to canvas to releases the emotions...

There is no recipe to follow
There is no right way no wrong way...

By engaging my curiosity
I hope to make a point...

The hypnotic phenomena, lying dormant within the...
Is without doubt, food for thought...

A wisp of mist, like smoke rising from the virgin...
Dawn and me on the move...

The mysterious ‘presence’ syndrome
Demons on the move...

I have never found out anything new, by just...
There needs to be input, to spark synergy...

Don’t get our dreams wet
In this the mother of all storms...

Here in this deep silent place
I meet myself again...