welcome

open your arms
look around
is this the event you were waiting for?

don't be surprised by the disappointment
the welcome committee gave themselves food poisoning.
perhaps it was nerves.


it's time.
and you're here.

there is no red carpet.
those guys didn't show up either.

the valet is on strike.
the food is all cold.
the beer is all flat.

but you're here.
welcome.

isn't this what you've been waiting for?
doesn't this feel like you've amounted to something?

and no one is here , to announce you.

the champagne popped hours ago
the door mans gone home.

welcome.

burn baby

Do you put the shine
in your own sun?

Don't run away.

Beat of the sun,
beat till you're done.

Radiance,
ohhh radiance.
It's different then those glowing stars.

Remember ,
they are both
fire.

And if you don't keep moving,
if you stay in one place too long,
baby you will
burn
burn
burn.

A love so hot,
could energize your being,
or burn your skin right off.

Tiny Cage

Fairy forest, dead tree chandeliers. 

Here is where the lion lies, my dear .

Fear is but a false reality appearing real.

Let's dance with the cats and let our souls be wild. 

For they will rip us apart, like lions claws do. 

If we keep them inside, 

if we bury them away, 

if we are too afraid to take them out to play.

For the soul can turn against you, 

what was once your pretty kitty...

can become a hungry lion.

All because you have your soul trapped in a tiny cage.

Laying in roses

I'm just doing too many handstands

I don't know what to do with my time

For my clock watch is broken

I let it fall out of my window

But missed it so much when I let go!

Boing boing

Off two black umbrellas

Landing softly , into a fluffy rose bush

Feeling oh so ad and waiting for me

Guilt is painful.

Now it is still mad at me

And ticks uneven ticks,

Tells me the wrong time.

But I know deep down she is happy to be mine.

Room of wonder

Fireworks exploding in the dark black sky.
The white porcelain naked half man half unicorn watches.
Globes spinning madly around,
Black and white horses with glasses dance over the cow rug.
The Strokes playing in the background,
As the pretty little ballerina jumps over the out of tune piano keys.
Stay as long as you like,
For the scary metallic vases that tower to the ceiling are not as intimidating as they appear.
And the flames of the fire are faking it.

Mother Nature`s wild child

A soul that flies higher than birds.

With an inner light that shines like the sun !  

Oh this lovely lady lives with Mother Nature.

She teaches dance lessons to squirrels on fallen tree trunks,

Hikes the forest all day in search for some treasures...

Magical mushrooms and healing flowers, yes please!

She is best friends with all the forest animals

And at night sings a goodnight lullaby with the moon.

If you ever collide and meet this beautiful soul,

Oh how your heart will feel lighter and your mind so inspired.

Like a butterfly,

 Gently fluttering where ever she pleases,

While spreading endless amounts of

happiness and beauty into the world. 

Artistic feline genuis

Last steps climbing a mountain
To throw beautiful flower petals into the wind.
Each ones dances their own beautiful routine.
Sometimes I still need you.
I`ll turn over every stone on this magnificent planet,
until you stumble back.
Some days I feel cold when I think of you.
So those days I paint blue paintings...
that color makes me feel warmer
Then I splash whatever color my cat decides,
to contrast that idea of fairytale life.
My cat is the most amazing artist.
You would never know his paws could be so playful with paintbrushes !
Artistic feline genius.

Green music.

Will you play me the banjo?
I'll play the xylophone, in beats of 3
My flowers need the music...
My beautiful green plant beside my floral swan is drooping over.
Never give up hope !!
For that is what breathes inspiration into the leaves...
Love love love them with musicaaa
And they shall dance and grow with beauty.
My musical garden shall flourish with every strum of that banjo.
We shall dance with each leaf, as each season comes and goes.

Dance with a stranger

Two pretty strangers collide
Old charcoal  jacket and purple scarf
A grey hoodie , a checkered blue shirt.
Wild like horses, and smart like bees
Night is long as you need it to be
For time is your time, not my time, but our time
World on pause.
The winds enjoy their cold night dance.
Stars shine on their dark stage.
The world is your place to dance where you please.