those conversations
when there is not anything to say
but it is those conversations that mould
your very days

Seeking Solitude when i say i am tired i am not sure anyone can imagine what that truly means how … More

your canal boat of dreams
pulled along by a frayed tow rope
your idle gloats
never work
as a functional floating boat

beautiful
a pretty face
and eyes that glow
if only sadness
would up and then go

how you behave
is shameful
and never gainful
how you work
is awkward

all i ever thought
was to revel in the loveliness
of a steady plateau sought
since events have changed things
things just do not seem the same