Short like summer!

Today i sat and bathed in August haze

Soaking up the last of summers days

Watching Butterflies & Bees as they danced 

Drunk on nectar whilst they had still have the chance

This one goes out to the one I love

For Carolyn xxx (http://lifelivedfreely.blogspot.co.uk/)

You Are Tired (I Think) by ee cummings

You Are Tired (I Think) by ee cummings

Far too soon to say

Words memorised from a life that has already past

Unanswered questions i never even asked

Is that the price i must pay

To forget and live another day

It far too soon for me to say

I cannot always remember to forget

But that is not a sign of anything at all

There still room to travel further and i can hear the call

Life's story has many more miles of road

And on this journey are there more unwritten page left untold

Its far too soon for me to say

Reflections do not always show us what we want see

They are prisons to hold memories of who we used to be

There is respite for some who try, erasing for a moment those days long gone by

But who am i kidding its nothing but the  blinking of an eye

And can i say i have found my peace at last and buried all my ghosts of the past

Its far too soon for me to say.

decay the shadow in which mortality must surely rest

Is decay the shadow in which mortality must surely rest

It waits to infiltrate without a sound

Until we are turned to dust upon the ground

Is there escape or to this fate are we forever bound

It seems there is a pardon, in this sentence there is a hole

We are not just flesh and bone, for their lies within us all a soul

Through this we can transcend  cheating death for he is no friend

Unchained from the mortal coil to never age to never spoil

Petals of the Sun

Fashion for Flowers

Fashion for Flowers

I am a chair