THE SEA OF MANY COLORS

coiour-my-world

by peter holme iii

I drift alone in my boat

On the sea of many colors.

A mirror to the pastel sky,

To what resides so high.

The moon peeking from above,

Caressing me like a soft glove.

As I drift along in my boat

On the sea of many colors.

DRIFT ALONE

coiour-my-world

by peter holme iii

I drift alone.

On the sea of many colors.

A mirror to the pastel sky.

The moon peeking from above.

Jealous of my supreme peace.

As I drift along in my boat.

On the sea of many colors.

SAY A PRAYER FOR ME

Casualty of war.
Casualty of nature.
Sad.
Alone.
Drifting.
In pieces.
No more music.
Silence forever.
Say a prayer for me.

NO MORE TWEETS!

This is where I want to be.
I don’t want to type anymore.
No more messages or tweets.
I want to lie in the sun
and drift away.
Away into my dreams.
Sounds nice doesn’t it?