Amy Christie
June 25, 2022
In dreams or still awake I see the path unfolding your hand beckons and waves, I try to follow and I fall. Where is the…
April 14, 2022
Each color tells me life is not a story reunited to what was or could be, it’s dreams that come down from the clouds, faith…
March 14, 2022
There is a road that leads, starting from what used to be and what was, on to new grass, the shore, looks the same but…
March 11, 2022
In doubt, I wonder could you still be the one, trust but a veil dissembled by magic that could not prevail a wall of hatred,…
February 22, 2022
There is only one way to be right. and that is my way. Mine and mine alone. I’ll be the judge of who’s right and…
February 21, 2022
How can I go on with no rest, is there a way to stop the nightmares coming, galloping after dusk, bridges torn, flaming embers, that…
February 18, 2022
Dancing diamonds are the only way I can see your skin reflecting in the light of my smile. See the glitter, the sparkle, the light…
February 14, 2022
Another world waits beneath steps, you can see it reflected in turquoise waters, dreamy depths there is another song that breathes in underworld, will you…
February 11, 2022
Back to white days The warm smell of vanilla, mixed in with cinnamon or toffee a touch of cardamom and grated creamy chocolate. One slice…
February 10, 2022
Going too fast or slowing down at the wrong time. How often did it happen you found yourself alone when you thought there were people…