The clear morning air

Watching birds swoop and bees buzz

Awake soul awake

Sleepy eyelids droop

Like flowers gently wilting

Another day ends 

So many questions

Bouncing around in my head

I’m unravelling 

Through the marble run

Ear drums rattle a tattoo 

A piercing war cry 

Hazy mist layers 

Settle over my mistakes

And I remake them 

Under white canvas

Under the silver moonlight 

Under a black star

Ideas are fragile 

Budding like tiny flowers 

Until you crush them 

My memory leaks

Holding on to detritus 

Like a beach comber 

In moonlight shadows

In the soft hoot of an owl

In campfire smoke

Just like a black hole

Sucking out all of my life 

But I blame myself 

My salty wet face

Sinking under cloud and sea

Back where I belong 

Mountains of regret 

Bury the last of my dreams

In headlights frozen

Blue bottle clouds swarm

Clamouring out for fresh meat 

The circle complete 

After the black storm 

Cloud mountains roll over us 

Words I can’t undo 

A persistent flow

You penetrate my weakness

Like a water leak

All those lonely nights
In the darkness of my mind
Invisible light

Hanging in mid air
Us two foolish clouds drifting
Into orange light

Am I climbing down?
Did I give up too easy?
Spin out of control

Long meadows shimmer
Grass seed halos at sunset
After all my life

What is in my heart
Is buried so deep inside
Lost in the quicksand

Early wood smoke curls
The first breaths of a new day
Years of growth consumed

The sun is rising
Awake, thy dreams pass away
Receive the mountain

On creaky floorboards
Polished by thousands of soles
Like you wear me out

Hidden grey matter
What kind of dark light resides
Behind these grey eyes