Music reaches deep inside me, invokes feelings that I need. Fills my head with pleasure on which my soul can feed. Takes me to another place, immerses me in lakes of sound. Free to float or dive deep down – no longer feel earthbound.
Butterfly
May 13, 2009 By Leave a Comment
One day I sat alone when it settled on my arm. A lovely little butterfly, someone had done it harm. It had a damaged wing, which was very badly frayed, it made me feel quite special. I was happy when it stayed.
Do it?
April 23, 2009 By Leave a Comment
Don’t spend the rest of your life waist deep in cold water. It’s no excuse to say, that if you swim over to another shore then you’ll be wetter than you were before. For after reaching dry land, maybe you will find, that you will soon be wet no more
In a nutshell
April 1, 2009 By Leave a Comment
We have a precious gift, to give at our discretion. Enough for all we meet, a truly great possession. No matter who we give it to we always have some left – but if we give it no one, it’s us that are bereft.
© Andy(ArT)Trigg 2001
Glassless Window
April 13, 2008 By Leave a Comment
Peering through the glassless window I feel the things that used to be. With open arms I welcome
the images that come to me. No longer able to impress, dereliction hides the truth. Still, I briefly repossess, the spirit of my youth.
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