i love people who have so much soul in them. those who always look at the skies, who feel alone in a crowd & feel at peace beside a tree. those who see themselves as one with the ocean. the ones who asked themselves if they've gone a little mad. those are my kind of people.

The night stays He shuns the light wraps each day in darkness and never looks up to the sun

Permanent markers are those who come into our lives and leave a mark so defined, so definite that it penetrates the skin and tattoos the soul.

He sees colour in the songs he sings he tells her reds and greens and hues of blue in every note She smiles and nods in understanding as a lilac poem plays in her head

The Devil is a woman that is cloaked in black Do not look at her Do not turn your back I said she'll come at you with a heart of gold Don't buy her poison You will not be sold youtu.be/YmPiGSSWWLk

I'll love you unconditionally with the condition that you stay with me. I thought I knew what unconditional love was 'til I became a Father.

Sink me into your earth Your cool dark surrounds Plant wildflowers in the space between my bones Then, I can be watered with reverent tears Is that your rustic cries I hear? This is my death My parting of life Reborn into your eyes The first note of a grave song.. #poetry

You only broke who you thought I was.

Stuck in limbo Who I am... A place between who I was and who I will become Staying in the moment living each breath as a new insight, a new discovery can sometimes take all the energy I can muster it's still not enough Breathe, you got this

Thanks Da. Love you too x

We are reflections of that which we admire and therefore aspire If we possess the awareness and try to harness its power Maybe we can inspire

In the morning hour you find me there again I see you and smell your taste but you don't recognise me Time was a choice and distance is where you must stay I will always see you in this hour Alone Awake I must lay

The moon is full and glowing tonight while the sun shines warmly on another part of the world Is there perhaps on a warm beach somewhere half a planet away someone remembering wishing for time in the moonlight

With age there's a stillness I never noticed it before You see I've always been restless I never knew what I was fighting for Now I'm left defenceless When I look into your eyes I see there's no disguise I'm stuck to you

While she sleeps I dream About the oceans of her mind Something I've never seen But I know it in my bones While she sleeps I dream There's a galaxy in her mind Places I've never been She's gonna take me there in time Into her mind

You see I'm a protector Of the innocence in my life Yeah I choose my battles It's for them that I survive Oh I love my children And when I look into their eyes I see there's no surprise

This world is in as much pain as she can stand She has given so much yet asked for so little in return Could we not pause for just a moment from our declarations and denials to annoint some healing salve upon her wounds

Instead of letting your flesh rot in the sunlight and ferment underfoot I will take your offerings and make wine to share and make delicious food with But I will leave some on the vine for the birds to enjoy x

It's cold here Although there is warmth in the house and warmth that surrounds It's cold here I try to shake the cold and stare into the flame but it is taking everything I've got It's cold here But the sun will shine again

Words get mixed and change meaning to accustom peoples belief. "There is sanity in repetition." No... Repetition; insanity is there! Here's a beautiful photo I took to help me change that for myself.