Sow Thistle

 Sow thistle on the hillside

 

white puffs lighten the day

by the by, all the wisps drift away.

White rabbit to you all today. Thanks for reading and for all your comments.

Live Again

Live Again

Introspection and still the

music's coming

I could love the sound of

silence - all around.

Get my head together

with all the ominous

thoughts and still the

music's coming.

Foreboding, forewarning,

think of me, not of thee.

The song says "Caught 

in the middle again;

I don't know what to do".

Stoke the fire, re-light

if necessary, but live again.

Look, doesn't it burn

brightly with such little effort.

Linda Starr, 1971