A story came into my head of you yesterday, it found me when I was sleeping and drove me to seek the colours of my youth. Time moves so quickly, I look at what could have been only to find I am still treading the water of wishing without an outcome. What if we had done it another way, what if we could have been friends, would the end result still be the same. Distant phrases, furtive glances, slowly dancing around the perimeter of life. Dreams unfinished, colouring my day, I wait in hope that you will come my way. Time increases the skin into uncontrollable folds, ashamed of the changes, hidden away from sight, my mind call to me to seek your presence, the seeker gives up the journey to sit in comfortable solitude. Tears tumble leaving stream lines on the cheek, disguise, pretend, put on a happy face it is so easy to show the world nothing of my fate. So the story goes I am now an ordinary person, nothing to show, no partner to dream with, nothing to say I was here, I only hope you remember that I left a few footprints on your heart as you left many upon mine.

Song of a Sun Flower

I stood beside the sunflower

Asked her about her rise to fame

She looked me in the eye told me to release my shame

Be not afraid my girl of standing in your light

You shine beside me now I see

Just as I do for you and thee

We share a journey

Of colour we two dance

Our conversations swayed to the lovers of romance

Sing to me oh sweet one

Praises held so deep as she sweeps me off my feet

She whispered in my ear

Never be afraid to stand up tall and touch the sky

The sun will be your alibi

Be yourself, never camouflage

You will find delight when you claim your right

Be not forsaken

You were never lost

Shine your light from within

Like a beacon you will call

Remembering the union

of the Sunflower of so tall

Ode To Grace

I stood beside a sunflower who was reaching for the sun she remindered me of a friend so long ago who took me by the hand. She opened up a door, invited me to peer into another part of me. Creative options tumbled through Georgia, Matisse Van Gogh and lets not forget my most obsessive Johnny Depp. I would like to thank her, but she no longer is a friend, sadness at the separation, acceptance of the loss. I would like to take time to remember the times of laughter and tears we shared upon New Years. She was my friend, soul sister for a time, I believe the contract was hers and mine, that if I should forget who I truly was she would slip beside me remembering what I forgot. Sorry for unkindnesses I would like to say "You showed me freedom and there was no greater day, to remember you as a Sunflower than today