poem – Feel with Neil

My Inner Dancehall

The Full Neil threw up all his arms in unison…

Now there’s too little time for the tropical ecosystem video:( Paradise lost…

Around me is love. Everywhere. Did you, my Lover, Pour it there? Am I to simply Grow aware?

From a high wall, you look down on others broken. Whence fell they?

…I can picture you getting on the floor, eye level with them as toddlers…

Therapeutic tunnels promising greener grass succeed when they dump us back on the brown patch where we began.