Everyday questions

With answers

Not to be given

A new day

The same questions

Only death will have

The final




A call from a long lost friend

Memories and mementos

Being alone and feeling at home

A perfect entrance

A standing ovation

Being loud and proud

That look in one’s eyes

A whispered I love you

Butterfly kisses and first star wishes


In the dark

Thoughts are spirals

Of chaos

Her personal twister

Traps her mind

Pirouetting through the air

Where will it land

Anywhere but OZ

For this dreaming girl

There is no magic

Flying monkeys

And witches

Would be a pleasure ride

She will not land

In the Emerald Isle

No, this Dorothy

Will not land at all

The twister has found

Its prize

To keep