Gothic

Struggling up the stony glen
towards the gleamy sky of dawn
Gleanings of last night lunatic forge
shedding off ; vanishing down the gorge
Searching eyes of gondolier narrow
peeping bighorns standing still
Crawling dream of a prostrate fate
embracing stone like mother's breast
Shuddering chills of falcon's cries
follows the journey of wounded leopard

Wishes and Messages

As it wonders 'round the world
with worry , not in it a trace
Playful winds combing its hair
Warm sunlight fondling 'ts face
Touching soft clouds barely up there
Onto the trees 'voiding their lace
Swirling rivers down below
round every hill to embrace
And so plays 'n vanishes out
happy dandelion without a trace

Alive

What a beautiful poem it is
Swirls and pinches and bites
It seems you are inside it
So it's warm 'n full of lights

Sweetheart

It's not easy to be like you
Beautiful thoughts 'n lovely cue
If you're gonna be all like that ;
better for me not to sit on pew