Tag: red

White Buddha

There are always trees but a white Buddha riding is not so usual a slow ride too after much fasting pale and thin from long hours in Banyan shade red bull and gold fragmented light – spirit travellers on the one way trip to… Continue Reading “White Buddha”

Falling asleep

it’s never easy to sleep in strange beds though there’ve been plenty of motels and strangers my therapist suggests a fear of falling but how can that be with a repetitive history of grazed knees and twisted ankles –  not to mention some heart stopping moments in love besides… Continue Reading “Falling asleep”

Autumn leaves me speechless

Just as classic paintings caught the public eye pasted as sickly décor for gift box lids Autumn is in danger of the cliché like seasoned blackberry pickers, dead poets have already had the choicest words to cherish this most august off-summer spectacle whilst lyricists in Oriental enigma code condense with stricture of… Continue Reading “Autumn leaves me speechless”