Kaydreamer at DeviantArt

Walking amongst your favourite trees,
contemplating the ways of the forest, wild roses.

A softness has come to your soul recently,
so you take a moment to reflect, scheme a little.

Whispers from your Mother remind you of her,
even though she is not with you physically, whole.

A series of thoughts move your reflective mind,
so fast; you take a moment to catch up, process.

With no gesture, you turn a tree into a table,
then you turn another tree into a dishwasher, combo.

A wildness has come to the forest from the
commotion you created as you began experimenting, changing.

Wild consequences won’t be served up to
you, as you gave like for like to change the trees, a plant or two.

Another reflection leaves you startled as
a Cockatoo makes a racket, a Koala turns from you; it’s quiet.

The Artisan

mystical signs beckon patrons to enter
new age bling moves all around town
like a carnival goer craving something
entering an opium scented open space
woods, metals and stones sit still moving
defined and undefined shapes seduce
the Takuni sits creating magical jewellery
standing as if a slow spell has been cast
he looks up from the unique creation
I am forever changed by those eyes