post interview talk
clever words gentle outcome
strangely affirming

green knitting needles
cramping fingers creating
new smiles for the world

if you can not see
it's very special to me
yarn bombing set free

a thickened dry scab
covering my creations
forming under skin

the age of beauty
hearts & smile lines show the truth
not measured in years

flowers from afar
forming a smile a mile wide
my heart sings with joy

adorable grin
taking notes in my heartbeat
for use in my dream

wrinklies turn crinkly
generations taking shape
from hidden lessons

fluidly expressed
sharing with us her art & soul
privilege is all ours

transcend their limits
to find my own perfect self
alone with my Godde

comfort zone surpassed
blank sheet of a2 paper
calling shaking hand

walking home today
cleaning out my lungs
refreshing raindrops

dreamy vibrato
i never thought possible
singing sitting songs

parent teacher night
are we all doing our job
partners in moulding

loan fluffy cloud floats
owning deep blue horizon
cream kept for later

weighty hope and love
she engaged with my spirit
from the outside in

in my hands so warm
like holding my naked heart
honoring the clay

painting my portrait
i see transparency now
art reveals the truth

ahh the weekends here
let go tension & relax
be like a lizard

holding their coffee
on the way to the office
like it is their Godde

boundaries extended
you have used transparency
in your self portrait

fidgety feeling
little creativity
journey to wholeness

pink and gold glitter
anticipation rising
where to place my treat

toy cars all lined up
little men control the world
some things never change

burning tired eyes
my body trying to heal
vaccination site

a red hot circle
vaccination of piglets
injecting more life

inspiring me more
the holiday behind her
poems come easily

impressing me so
a nun and a clown collide
sparkling merrijig

dig up the problem
sift out the gems from the dirt
hold them to the sun

post holiday blues
easily cured, realised it's
laughter withdrawal !

pink fluff strands of joy
leaving hearts on the footpath
clinging to hand rails

excuses not heard
push down internal nonsense
to live for so much

what's between the lines
a little too perceptive
not all should be shared

living in the sky
shining stars spread out below
joys of the tenth floor

oh worrisome world
clouds blow in & rain falls down
still the sun rises

week of comedy
laughter shared with kids & friends
new smile lines grew here

suitcase of worries
now at home in the skip bin
time for a hair cut

sounding like horses
tobacco tins tied to feet
we ran with the herd

my new linen shirt
feeling like a swaddled babe
at home in my skin

slippery stool I slid
sounding like a belly flop
smack down on my back