Hoonie waxing nonsensical

I stand on the shore of my life My feet wet from the waves of fear Longing for lapping waters to lure me to sleep

The pink of falling petals reminds her of porcelain skin. Withered leaves around her she doesn't see.  

The wintery wind blows away the boat of messages. Along it brings a rain, showering on the words. As the waves rise and withdraw the letters...

Sliver of red sleeves peeking out under black robe Like the sun trying to break out of the dark clouds Both in search of a promise of spring...

Will you catch me when I fall? As I slip, suspended in the air and grasping Will you catch me and straighten me out? As I land on the hard f...

The colours are keys to your dreams As your mallet hammers, strives, plays on the notes sing to your tune but which tune?  

He is so sweet so delicious yet so shy He can wink with one eye and can run really fast Makes her smile without doing anything. Ma...

BBQ chicken kiosk next to a roundabout The chicks rotate on the spit. day and night roundabout spitting cars. where do they go?   Di...

The cursor blinks at me winking away doubts of white blank twinkling at words of self dares The lullabies are the ghost who haunts ...

Like fishes limbs of young and old cutting through water The sun shines dim and vivid translucent and bright School children arrive din an...