The earth wanted to sleep Its only cover the watery blanket of the sea The earth was always half asleep The sun and the moon moved opposit

Alice in Monsterland Alice of the future Dystopian 2056 Wonderland is now only a myth The Queen of Hearts saw to that

Peaky Blinders Peaky Blinders Shelby clan Shelby’s are hard nuts to crack Come from Birmingham, England They have very short haircuts

Drawing the deep dark black inked lines The perfect circle becomes beautifully entwined Destiny is the meeting of the deep dark inked line

Enchanted Angels Turning tables Telling tales and fables Villainous villains Turning tables

The naked dead leaves They fly like a kite in the breeze Brown, yellow and orange leaves They leave the beautiful tree bare

My writing has no fear It is so very loud and vivid So raw and naked You feel my words bleed

Deep deep in my heart I’m still just an old fashioned girl In a sometimes too modern world I try to keep up to pace

Life that is less than ordinary Deserves the same praise As a life that is extraordinary Who says who gets the praise?

As I walk on the woodland path The present somehow meets the ancient past Carefully entwined Matured like a beautiful port and whiskey

I searched for the corner of my mind On my journey Twists and turns

Imagination is such a wonderful thing For I have many flaw’s My imagination has so many more open doors For me to open and explore

I heard the rain crying tears of sadness The white cottonwool fluffy clouds caught the heavy teardrops

The world seems so dark It weighs very heavy on me How I wish for more daylight Sometimes I feel the dark takes over me

As the bird fledgling flew About to start a new chapter of life Caught in the crossfire Knives, swords and daggers The fledgling deep red

I felt like a teenager A cult culture never forgotten Well loved Where have all the years gone? Yes, a great big puppet show singalong

In the purple cotton wool clouds With sequin silver linings The pink elephant jumps up and down His trampoline in the yellow custard sky Th

A new piece of glass I can now see the world more clearly Broken glass smashed

If our life were a blank white canvas You would want your art to be wild, free and beautiful

So fast the speed of light The rainbow colours fly past my eyes The deafening natural sounds I hear are so loud The world rotates