Tall and strong and graceful, Whispering gently in the breeze, Nothing to be scared of, Not a person you should please, Tall and strong and grateful, Teach me your most inspiring ways, Send my roots down through the earth, And teach me how to sway.

The colours of the sunset Yellow, pink And purple too, Spread across the horizon Like a blanket Thrown on water.   Tuck her in. She sleeps now.

A magic web Of threads and beads A crystal Centred there. Capture darkness Let through light Bad dreams Are held in there.   Close your eyes Rest easy now Sweet dreams Are on their way.  

Can you hear The bells ring? They call us in to dine. A feast of truth Awaits us, The knowledge of all time.   Drink from the cup And pass it round Together we shall dine.

one last beast to tame you sleep on the sober side of the bed with her snuggled close while others try not to remember

We now have to consider The gibbet They prayed He would not requite his death With storms or other adversaries A bed full of fleas Was more than merely witty Then came the ballybog Mud covered they rise On their bulbous bodies Arms and legs…

I can taste it, the seething heat of a summer afternoon. It wraps me up like a blanket, its warmth kissing my skin like a long lost lover. I’m pulled into a dreamy haze, every step taking more effort than the last, wading through a…

my brother asked my father once “what language do you think in?” he laughed, thought for a second and said “i used to think in Arabic, but now i think in English.” we drove on to our favorite Saturday night burger joint.

metal bones will ache you he runs his forefinger across the spine-length scar and you cringe at the first touch of recognition

You say you’re nothing special, But I reject that that is true, For if you want some solid proof, Than I can give you one or two. You can’t pronounce “specifically”, Without it getting slurred, But to this day it still remains, Your favourite slippery…