The thoughts they come, from I don't know where, connecting dots, that's all I care. My canvas fills, sometimes a story, an abstract poetry, words etched in glory On a roll, I go solo, seconds or minutes, high souped tempo. Sometimes confused, where do I go, so i stop and slow down the tempo. The … Continue reading Fast and Slow
A Feather Stick!
Moving smoothly on rainbow dew, Marks like the drops of rain, Memories they renew, Sometimes even comforts pain! Ink like liquid gold, imprints voice forever now, For whats new and all that's old, Keep me in your hands somehow! A bridge from mind to paper, thoughts never lost, Her beauty is what you give her, … Continue reading A Feather Stick!