You left me vases of flowers that did not die
A lemon yellow sun in the cobalt sky
A written instruction I was never to cry
All I wanted was to unhear goodbye
Tweets
love continues
flesh tears
love is stronger
hearts break
love is stronger
dreams die
love is stronger
stronger than flesh
stronger than hearts
stronger than dreams
love continues
Violets are blue
Roses are red
So is my blood
Violets are blue
So are my lips
Roses are red
Roses are red
So is blood
Until coffee
Until coffee my life
is a slow
slow motion replay
of every other Sunday morning
The hill
The hill did not brood. It was not a looming presence above the peaceful town, nor somewhere people glanced nervously when thunder echoed down the valleys. And then, one day, with the sun high in a cloudless sky, it spat fire.
explore my home town
explore my home town
eyelashes brushing buildings
make my city yours
Botanic Gardens 1-3
seeds drift, summer snow
my thoughts follow carelessly
the bees are busy
the bees are busy
sunshine laziness shaming
the smell of broken grass
the smell of broken grass
heaviness of eyelids
foreseeing brief farewell
Botanic Gardens 3
the smell of broken grass
heaviness of eyelids
foreseeing brief farewell
Botanic Gardens 2
the bees are busy
sunshine laziness shaming
the smell of broken grass
