Childhood (Remove filter)
There are doors
Thoughts are passing
through doors and gates
To parallel worlds,
with alternative fates.
A lucid dream,
a psychedelic trace.
An open landscape,
or a crowded place.
Pools of water,
dive in take a look.
A different way to travel,
like a wardrobe in a book.
Are we on the way there?
are we on the right track?
Or falling through a hole,
...
Tuesday 30th November 2010 2:55 pm
Brimming
Sunday 21st November 2010 7:30 pm
Cinema Child & When I Leave The Cinema
Cinema Child (2003)
I stood on the sand and watched the boats afloat
I thought of myself and thought I must look right
I'd look cinematic, brilliant, deep, mature
All the eyes were on me, because I stood out
How they'd love me
As those ships drift by, I'd be thoughtful
Roll my eyes and look at the ground
With all the girls watching my ticks and style
I was sullen, moody,...
Saturday 26th June 2010 12:49 pm
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