Mr Jackson

When the elves blessed thee
And the thorns whispered brazenly
When Mr Jackson puffed away
And purple swirls drew magic hay
Into my lace edged vision of peace.

In the feather of an instant
I was gone.

Glass Bubbles

A spoonful of sapphires
And shards of mauve
Lost in a glass bubble of me
Lost in a glass bubble of you
And the rain will wash us away
And it is not what it could be
If a dream could sail through
If the hours could tell a story
If the old lady had a basket full of dreams
If the cobble paved puddles danced in tune
Lost in a glass bubble of me
Lost in a glass bubble of you

Try

When you’re all alone
And the green bottle breaks
When you’re all alone
You try.

You breathe a little more
You sing me a song
When you’re all alone
You try.

When you’re all alone
And chrysanthemums die
When you’re all alone
You try.

You feel.

You live.