Time is just the tide The ebb and flow flowing The breath of the season blowing

Liquid Soul Liquid soul oozes thru The blues man’s tunes His Raspy bellowing voice Reverberating

angel mermaid lost at sea one day she will be back visiting the sailors’ dreams she was beautiful

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

Her High flying moon sunshine nothin but all sees All in the evening seized Underneath seas of tired cosmic st…

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

Once alive yet never dead Children’s spring summertime laugh… In the air and skies overhead Omnipresent love Sunshine and breezes

Haunted by the howling wind Blinded by the moonlight Broken By and by without care Victimized by the fright

My main squeeze Saturday afternoon Weekday bruises Never gone too soon Over yonder

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

The first hint of light And the new day has begun In the shadows of the sun Beneath cosmic illumination Piercing through the clouds

Moonrise and Sunsets in New hues Beaches awash with New blues

Ice cracked bones Heart made of stone The statue sits upon its throne All alone birds tend Her loneliness

No patience To wait beside The wishing well run dry No pennies to drop Till the rain

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