Why ?


Why is the middle of the night the ONLY time my brain seems to function like I want it to? During the day it bounces and skitters like a ping pong ball in a wind storm or floats in a strange soft fog. But let the midnight bell toll and things start to come into focus. It is a strange phenomenon I shall attribute to the well known midnight oil theory. That must be what loosens the rusty gears in my head and gets them turning. However, that same oil must be what makes sleep keep slipsliding away.



May # 2


dark waves of sadness
break around me, pull me down
I can taste the salt


May # 1


beyond sleep and dreams
lies an unknown place and time
called eternity



# 23



the edge of reason
is a fascinating place
just don't get too close



# 22



when a petal falls
it floats softly to the ground
does the bee notice ?


# 21



daybreak meets the night
pushing against the darkness
soon a bird will sing


# 20



laughter lights our lives
it brightens the dark corners
helps fade the shadows