My favourite thoughts
are simple in their complexity...

Mystery
The great unknown...

I waited on the wire
while the others leapt...

I was born on a
cold winter’s day...

You will find me
between the covers...

It was long ago
and memories now...

They always told you
you were a rose...

There is tenderness
in rising every morning...

She who puts herself together
with perfection is hiding the secret...

The head chairs meetings
voices creep...

Wistful wisteria
lays in wait...

In a strange land
the sky was not my own...