
Fiery skies deceive
Cold as hell inside. Outside?
Hell will freeze over


December Moon hung in the clouds with Mars
Reminiscing about times gone by
Mars recounted all the wars, almost too many to count
The Moon thought of peaceful times, few and far between
“Inflicting misery and woe are the ways of men,” reminded Mars
“Nothing can be done!”
December Moon hung alone in the trees at dawn
“My peace be with you!”


If you would like to listen to my interview with Rebecca Budd over at Tea Toast & Trivia, we had a conversation about Music and Creative Endeavour.



A crane flew to the moon one night
A silhouette against the cool light
Icarus flew close to the sun
He burned his wings, fell back to earth
The crane asked the broken man
“Why oh why are you such a fool? Men are not meant to fly!
Why oh why try to fly to the sun when by and by…”
The crane said with a heavy sigh
“…you know that you will surely die!”