Dreaming when I’m wide awakeI let my spirit soarNever knowing what’s at stakeWhen I open that door Seeing things that don’t belongInside the waking worldBut I float upon a songAnd let my mind unfurl I do not know if I’ll reviveFrom this deep fantasyI only know I feel aliveWith things I cannot see So if ...

  There is a dark chasm in the groundHere, on the wrong side of town Beyond the precarious edgeI cannot see a safe landing ledge The black abyss is bottomlessAnd fiendishly fathomless As I peer across the boundless crackI wonder about life’s widening trackWill I ever be able to find my way back?

I stand within the Twilight ZoneBetween pitch black and home Here in no man’s landListening to the Last Post from the bandstand I am not scared, nor do I feel aloneThe deep grayness glows like black chrome Bathed in droplets of moon rainThe tapestry’s dampness melts into the fading plain As I wander above my ...

What have you learned from the School of Life?

Everyone has aspirations and goalsEveryone aims at the same goal postsGo big or stay homeIf you choose the latter, you have no hope “How do I know the right path,” Anne asksHer swollen eyes testify of numerous tasksA chime here and a click thereAll in a bid to reach the significant tier The blue rays ...

You! It’s time to take coverBeware! Shadows have changed colourAnd are reaching across the groundCrying to the world, “It’s time to turn around” Shadows have learned to crawl and walkIn the daylight they brawl and talkShadows are tired of being ignoredAnd eager to leap off the billboardsShadows will arise and fight the evil warlordsAnd liberate ...

Where are you hiding the key?Let me have a quick peek insideI wanna discover what’s on the other sideHow sweet it’d be to see the creatures created from your innocent glee. Oh please let me see!I bet there are a dozen unicorns dancing and prancing with prideWhat about a hundred pixies sliding down streams like ...

the end is near and yet we can see the line i wonder, do you hear? the whispers so fine softly the thickness coats the town fluffy and white in all its glory in the coldness we drown waiting for the ending of the story it’s supposed to be a special time of peace, quiet, ...

the end is near and yet we can see the line i wonder, do you hear? the whispers so fine softly the thickness coats the town fluffy and white in all its glory in the coldness, we drown waiting for the ending of the story it’s supposed to be a special time of peace and ...