Relax
Take heed in the things I know I see
But do you ever//  know it be

Subtract
Little things you know that you don't need
Oh godspeed

And when you stay
You get a feeling that this could be ok
At the end of a day //if even for

For time
Its not a shape its a frame of mind
I might be blind
///

Julie
How bout we meet a little closer to 3
Still need to brush my teeth

Tulips
Did a thing )oh boy) I'm attached to its hips
Mop the floor and so I slip slip slip

Missed call
Try to net a blown breeze had on my knees /see it all
Lennon thinking oh/ please, please me

Need not remind
It'll happen almost every ******* single time
From first to always last in line

//

Scratch nd itch
Sunspots to the date are the things I miss
To live like this

$Pickin up the change to exchange for a blame
that we bought out of shame from another mans pain

Back on track
No skin off my teeth
I am intact

The wind is humming

low in the deep cave, it sings --


itself less lonely.

When the drop is steep
And stomach needs filling
Not wanting to let you down
That feels unavoidable
Chasing affirmations for myself
Want to wake up earlier
Just tend to fall asleep late
Started to notice the flowers more
Maybe because they have blossomed
Doesn’t always feel like that
Winter dragging into spring
Autumn death apart from living
Feeling tired spiralling out of control
Back inside the same confines
You used to spend when you were young
Still very much the same kid
Just with a growing responsibility
Weighing heavy upon my chest
Armour which protects and limits
Trying to break the chains which jangle
Feet dragged walking the city streets
Wanting to say hello rather just rake the leaves
Go about my work in silent peace
Enjoying the solitude of the garden
Tired of not crying would like some tears
Weeping like a child loses its appeal
As you realise what you have to do
Need to take the initiative and start living
Make something of myself

weathering the typhoon
hoping to see it through
so that I may see you

manning the ship alone
it is anything but easy
in a storm that's far from breezy

on days like this my courage wanes
but your memory gives me a second wind
I pray that you won't leave me behind

Wind glided through the forest ringing like bicycle bells as it blesses the leaves with its presence,
Making a magical sound.
The canopy moves in a synchronised dance
Waving goodbye to the breeze.
There's a harmony and a melody that can never be overlooked.
The woods come together in this special movement creating wonder for those on earth.
The pine trees have practised their rehearsal a lot of times
And the cold wind is their music.
Some pieces of wood that are now painting the forest floor, strewn all over were once giant creatures greeting the sky.
Now they mould into the soil below..
But the circle of life goes on as it often does.
These tree barks are now home to ants and caterpillars and insects and tiny creatures with no home.
Even after a tree's death, it can provide life to many beings.
Little vines creep up over the brown on the forest floor, making sure that the dead tree barks don't feel lonely.
Everything humans do is for themselves.
We give love because we expect love and loneliness is our imperfection.
But nature teaches us that the entire forest is one,
Breathing together, living together, dying together
And even after death, growing together.

I want to breathe in the field,
Where the wind is warm,
And drink the air deeply.
It’ll be so awesome!

I want to lie in the grass,
Give up to the sun bliss,
And fall subtly asleep
In the shade of trees like in a kiss.

I want to inbreathe more deeply
The honey odour of flowers.
I want to hug the air
And be in there for hours.

I want to make it true!
I need it for being alive!
I'll hug the air! I’ll kiss the sun
And maybe I will revive!

Oh, so passionate

is the spring wind! It's blowing --


my skirts wide open.

I rarely understand,
or, in any case,
I am the last to understand

a stream flows for the first time, trickling up from earth
air, hushed in the still of night,
then puff, a breeze

O' to witness that glorious space in time
a river magically unfolds, alive
wind, from nothing, begins to blow
a flame arises, unbidden
a universe bangs big

our hearts beat as one,
As we fall in love
for the first time

All over again.


njcoleman    march 2025