poems from the sky

A crazy mad amusement park, a ride of thrills, a vibrant spark. Up and down, we do the rounds, vivid Colours noisy sounds. Minds all slip, and make it real, get on board and ride the wheel. Now take a breath then hit the brake, slow the motion wide awake.

It’s just a Ride

Take a moment from the show, and question things you think you know.

Don't be afraid, It's just a ride, a journey but without a guide.

A stage a play with unknown actors villains heros and detractors. Where nothing that you see is certain hidden by the fire curtain. Clinging on, convinced it's true, we laugh and cry and argue, too. But listen as the truth rings clear, It's just a ride, nothing to fear. Into the sky then to the floor, and round and round and round some more. The circle that is never ending, Visions blending and mind-bending.

A funfair ride where we reside a trip inside your minds outside. Where the lies and truth all blend before we know - it all will end.