Olde flames Mere dreams Sparks poppin Crackling Into the skies

The moon glows Upon my mind Alone is the pain of yesterday —I let her go The twilights glow

Waves crashing along the seaside Beneath the diamond lit night Dreams and fantasies In the slipstream Fading out of sight

Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens

Growing tired As the sun dips into the sea Growing tired Autumn leaves Falling from the trees

Oil leaks and elbow grease Men at work Tuesdays through the week Thursday eve comes Birthing of Fridays oblique

Bad mouths Bad words Sick of them Ridicule Nah

Sound bites the dust Dreamy starshine Sunshine burst births lovely green…

Cobwebs in my mind Sand in my eyes Outside the birds chirp Their delightful surprise Gentle breezes

My rusty convertible In her daze gleamed of a scorchiin… Whilst by the rain she suffered Her oily paint slowly she shed Now she lies within the gates

In the old neighborhood Ms Martha owns an old stone home The grandest made of granite and s… Tall white pillars Long wide windows and

In the distance Dogs bark In an instance As trees weave in the breeze Casting long creeping shadows

Moonrise and Sunsets in New hues Beaches awash with New blues

Quiet silhouettes Silencing an aching mind Between eyes not yet blind Within window quarters Along sides

Sunshine Fluffy white clouds rain Rainbows Doves within