The clouds swirl Creating new shapes For people to see
Blackout #16
He was like a blot on the canvas.
Waves
Waves ebb down And caress against
Traveler’s Journey
Road trip dreams Scatter maps, crumpled
Clouds on Canvas
Colorful clouds roam Through the sunset sky
Sinking
On board a sinking vessel No time to bail out
Wild Ride
Baby, you are a wild ride The kind that leaves you dizzy
More Than Small
You are a river flow A splash in the ocean Small, but mighty
My Paradise
Untouched, by human hands This little paradise of mine
Blackout #15
Remember you were worth a lot to him.
