WAM

Three Little Buds In Full Flight

WAM...

Here I go again

With my 

Writing Art Music

There is so much creativity hidden within

All it needs is a little pin

To prick the pocket to begin

Let there be Art

Let it Flow 

Thick and Fast

From my heart

Recovering everyone and everything from the

 Past

Let it bring much needed

 Healing

With a Blast

Of Love and Trust

Let it be truly 

Searing

 Sealing

Until Humanity gets the Feeling

through 

 reading it

 thinking about it 

reaching out and touching it

Finally by their choosing 

Using it to do the

 Peeling 

Unveiling the picture they're

 Seeing

Changing it

from Doing

To Being

Eventually
We All say

WAM...

Here I go again

With My

Writing Art Music

Here We go again

With Our

Writing Art Music

We
Are
on
the
Move

 again

Let there be Arts

Let them Flow

Thick and Fast

From Our hearts

Catch Your Breath

Three Little Birds From A Bud

Catch
 your

 Breath

 But
 don't hold it yet

 You need 

to see 

All

 the beauty

 There is

 in
 our world

 Inside 

as 

well

 as 

outside

 You 

Me

We

 It all amounts to

H

u

m

a

n

i

t

y

I Am Alive

Teeming With Life

I am Alive

Amazing

Love

Inspiring

Vibrant

Energies

I am Alive

Altering

Lives

Intuitively through poetry 

Values and

Energized memories

Self-Healing

Colours in-between

I am a woman in the dark 

I am a woman in the black

I am the woman wearing

Red Gold and Green

I am Woman wearing 

Red Gold and Green

In fact every known colour

 Ever to be seen

I am Mother Earth

 Every other planet's sibling

I am in the process of 

Self-Healing

I have the Gold of the Sun

I have the Red that is Love

I have the Green that gives Life

I am a woman in the dark

I am a woman in the black

I am the woman wearing 

Reds

Golds

Greens

I am

 Woman 

 wearing

every

colour

seen 

unseen

and

In-between

Broken Tile

Basking In the Flow

Here I am

Sitting

Resting quietly on the red roof up high

Basking and baking in the scorching sun

Watching the birds of colour and the bewitching fowls of the air go by

Suddenly

My brother situated below me starts to slip and slide so

I know in just a little while

I will be a broken Tile