Walk down that golden road to wherever it goes...
Down That Golden Road
The Things I Believe
Would you believe these are not impossible to me; these are things I breathe. The things I see...
Eating Treacle
I have many questions for the seagull as I sit on toadstools, eating treacle...
Sailors and Monsters
We grow up awake, slowly falling asleep...
Escape the Stillness
I just might uproot to escape the stillness...
Give Me A Song
I hear this grand song from the lips of my Love: Forever you’re mine, you are enough
All I Lack
This new captain has all I lack
Ruminations of a Working Man – Ocean Stew
I've been doing too much thinkin'
The Air Around Your Lungs
And who says you must wait until time's nearly up to learn how to scream//to learn how to breathe//or to learn how to notice the air around your lungs
December Rose 