As they form,
if you listen carefully, you will hear the waves...

As cats that purr when on your lap,
And that on you, might take a nap...

A pen wobbles
at the edge of a wooden desk...

Be creative, they say
make sure your words are beautiful, they say...

I wasn't a rose, nor a bud,
I wasnt blooming in love...

Everyday before dusk turns to dawn,
I read a couple of poems in my bed time...

I'm troubled.
there's too much chaos...

How lovely are the days when flowers bloom
but also when the rain comes dripping down...

Oh fluffy, whitey pillow!
when night do comes...

May be I was a blanket for the sky:
obscure too dark... filled with light...

When I don't think,
I feel I worry like a non-sticky pan burning on a...

Hey, here. Come forward. Step into this field.
Have your head held high, high above the ground...