fungus eats away
found feasting on my being
one day at a time
soft breeze -- oasis
water to my bone-dry soul
longing for rescue
stirred tea swirls slowly
a light breeze sweeps the steam away
winter breathes fresh spring
our colours dancing
their colours burning brightly
a revolution
below peaceful ponds
lie the most vicious creatures
mirrors never lie
rabbit in a field
riddled but still never falls
no prize awarded
gusts of soft sunlight
lightly touch the laboured soul
eye lids close: sunset
