You got it and then you don't

Mirrors and smoke

Laughing your way back to infinity

It is full of silver leaves

Humming birds strike

As if you were breaking

Ask me 

I am open for the taking

Dreams suck the trains 

The coach car with lemonade

Your hand is dangling out the window

Strait to my heart

Strait to my heart

For love had found itself in an unlikely place

Found it in your invisible arms.

Trying is a bit part of life.

People gain more by trying

Even if they don't win

Effort is in itself very rewarding

Indeed.

Hi I am the Author of this book.   I can tell you this book was really fun to write, but felt impossible to finish.  This shows that man can indeed give birth.  No actual babies of course, but in some ways just the same.  I HOPE IT GROWS INTO A BIG SUCCESS.

Looking at it 

Spinning it around and round

Every facet fell apart

Except for the part

That had a heart.

The fork was kinder that broke into my mouth

Almost cutting me up

Like a drug war in my head

But there is a door in the sand

There is a path in the door

All around and everywhere

Opening the horizon

To numerous fields 

Where things happen

In fact.

The past come alive sometimes, but not often. We are fools to think so highly of the past then and to want it to be the road to the present.

First thought

Was not right

Second thought

Maybe

You could be missing 

Way down the road

Missing something

You wish you would have seen it go

Wishing doesn't start things

Like a good dream

If only you knew

If only you could see

I might change your mind.

Peek a boo

Sneaks the sneakers

Down to the ground

Around the clock

Little is big 

Big is small

Hearts rise

Spleens collapse

Open the doors to something

For somethings

For you

Dreams inside

Holding them tight

Holding on

For the hour

For shining life

Say hello

Now say hi

Demons fly away

Sky moves into place

Far away

Getting nearer

All the horses

Running.

As owner of Uplifting Thoughts I am obligated to state things of importance regarding mental health.

Despite what people might believe about spring as a wonderful time in the year the truth is different.

I talked to someone who works for mental health years ago and was told that spring has the most amount of mental health issues from the serious to the not so serious of any time in the year.  I am letting everyone know not to be fooled into thinking spring is a time of happiness.  It can be, but winter actually has a better chance at doing that!

Take care!

Someone was dancing 

Somewhere that no one dared

South from France

In a pond of pussy willows

As drops in the air

Came around and splashed

For a hundred years

For nothing

It meant something though

But that was code.

What do you do with a drunken sailor

On the poop deck

What makes him be that way

How can a man say

But he is like washed across the beach

Dreaming of things that can not be

All his journeys fantasy

Commanding the ocean

Is like commanding the heavens

A sailor never reaches the shore.

How can I let you in

When nothing begins

And it echos like an echo chamber

Every time 

I have a wall

And I can get stuck to it

Like velcro

Somewhat cold this wall

Like the energy on a wall

Something flat

Something strong

That we can not control.