Starlings squabble on
a table full of toast crumbs...

Snaking veins do clot and crawl the
upper screams of slaughtered fools...

(A Collaboration with Spoken Silence)
Venom...

Across the ice she slices gracefully,
Just like a ballerina on the stage...

.
A voice beyond the common knew...

Macmillan cancer research...

Lullaby birds beside me lay
‘til roses pierced my dreams...

Waiting
For chocolate...

Ball hit high
towards the pavilion...

broken never means
destroyed when the inner-child...

Pecking seeds and nuts,
as the sun rises again...

Beauty lives in smiles,
in a moment of kindness...