Late blooming flowers

I didn’t mean to be mean to you I just didn’t like myself much at the time Apologies don’t mean much Ten years apart From separatist beginnings Late blooms of self forgiveness I wish they’d stay But flowers rarely last much longer Than just one day And in the heat of the moment They wilt […]

Dreaming Track

Am I creating a painting Art In the universe somewhere Is someone looking down As I go round and round and round Are the places where I grieved black Are the places where I loved red Up there Down here Things are changing My spirit is just a paintbrush Painting